First Immortal of the Sword

Chapter 1183 - Wimp!

Despite himself, Su Yi was stunned. The old guy sure ran awfully quick.

Alas, running would do him no good.

Bang!

A muffled impact rang out beneath the distant dome of heaven.

Meng Changyun slammed head-first into a thick spatial wall. A big bump rose on his forehead, and the impact left him seeing stars.

“A formation!?” Meng Changyun’s expression shifted. This place really is a trap!

He waved his hand and took out a Daoist seal, which slammed into the formation.

Boom!

The spatial well trembled and shook violently, shattering into a rain of the light of the formation and drifting down to earth.

Meng Changyun immediately charged through the hole.

But a moment later, he collided with yet another spatial wall. The bump of his forehead broke and bled, leaving him gasping in pain.

“There’s more of them!?” Meng Changyun was furious, but at the same time, increasingly alarmed.

He was a Heavenly Longevity Realm World King, but from beginning to end, he hadn’t sensed the presence of either formation. This was far too terrifying!

“Break!”

Meng Changyun dared not be negligent. He activated his Daoist seal and slammed it into the second spatial wall, shattering it directly.

This time, he proceeded with caution, keeping the seal activated and slamming the path ahead once more.

Just as he suspected, yet another wall blocked his path. This one shattered too.

“Fortunately, these formations aren’t all that strong. They’re just blocking my path is all.” Meng: Changyun inwardly sighed in relief.

But when he slammed through the next spatial wall, Meng Changyun visibly freaked out. His eyes practically popped out of their sockets.

There was a lake of lava right in front of him!

“That formation overturned heaven and earth, throwing space into disarray!” A moment later, Meng Changyun understood, and he was both alarmed and furious.

Over by the lakeside boulder, Su Yi rose from his wicker chair and smiled. “You’re back, Fellow Daoist.”

Meng Changyun’s face alternated white and green. Suddenly, he turned tail and fled once more.

Boom!

He circulated the full extent of his cultivation base, activated his Daoist seal, and attacked. Heaven and earth trembled, the air was thrown into disarray, and the light of the formation scattered.

In a flash, Meng Changyun broke through the multi-layered formation and charged through the hole.

“This is what they mean when they say that someone just refuses to learn.” Su Yi shook his head slightly and leaped into the air.

Clang!

The Tiny Heart of the Cosmos shot through the air and cleaved at Meng Changyun.

It was a simple slash, but it was full of unstoppable, fierce sword intent.

Terrified, Meng Changyun turned to clash with it head-on.

But in the blink of an eye, the seal in his hands split, leaving a bloody sword wound on his body.

He no longer dared to hesitate. He cried out, “This old man admits defeat! Please spare me, Your Excellency!”

Then, without any further delay, he threw himself to his knees in midair!

“....” Su Yi was stunned. He knelt, just like that!?

Su Yi was quite displeased. He’d only just stepped into the late-stage Profound Unity Realm, and he’d hoped to use this old-timer for practice. Who’d have thought he’d admit defeat so easily?

“You realized who I was a long time ago?” asked Su Yi.

Meng Changyun’s face filled with bitterness and dejection. “To tell the truth, earlier, I merely suspected it. I sensed that something wasn’t right. But now.... I’m completely certain of your identity, and I no longer dare to act up.”

He was a Heavenly Longevity Realm World King, yet he was kneeling in midair as if in penance. Were anyone else to see this, their jaws might well have fallen plain off.

But Meng Changyun wasn’t at all embarrassed. He’d already figured out that Wen Bei and all his subordinates had most likely met with disaster already!

Besides, he was up against the reincarnation of the Temple Master!

Kneeling and admitting defeat wasn’t at all shameful!

“Didn’t you want to join forces with Luo Zihong on the others to defeat me? Why are you wimping out now?” Su Yi said with displeasure, his gaze cold.

Meng Changyun kept kneeling, quivering all the while. “Even if my courage were as vast as the heavens, I wouldn’t dare cause trouble in front of you, Your Excellency. My only hope that is in light of my earnest penance, you can magnanimously spare my life and give me the opportunity to make amends!”

As he spoke, he kowtowed repeatedly.

“...”

If he hadn’t inherited the Temple Master’s experience and memories, Su Yi would have been stunned. It would have been hard for him to imagine how a World King could be this pathetic.

But he had inherited the Temple Master’s memories, and he knew of his past life’s accomplishments. He knew how terrifying of an existence he was to the experts of the starry skies.

At his peak, even peak experts like the Tailor, the Painter, and the Fisherman dared not cause trouble around him!

Thus, Su Yi wasn’t all that surprised to see Meng Changyun kneel and kowtow.

He just found it... far too disappointing!

“A lofty World King, yet you’re completely spineless,” shouted Su Yi. “If you want me to respect you, stand up and fight me!”

But Meng Changyun just knelt there, unmoving, and said in a quavering voice, “Although this old man is a World King, I’m but a humble ant before you. I don’t seek your respect. My only hope is that you might spare my life.”

He sounded weak, as if he were on the verge of bursting into tears.

This was no act, either. Luo Zihong had lost, and Wen Bei had most likely perished. How could Meng Changyun fail to realize that he had to humble himself if he wanted to live?

Su Yi couldn’t help but furrow his brow. He said directly, “If you want to live, fight me with everything you’ve got. Otherwise, I’ll kill you here and now.”

Meng Changyun stiffened, then shot to his feet and stammered, “The opportunity to spar with you is an honor!”

He trusted the Temple Master’s word. If he said he’d spare him, he was sure to do just that.

Who amongst the stars didn’t know that the Temple Master was a man of his word?

“Let’s get started, then.” Su Yi subtly inclined his head.

But when the fighting began, Su Yi soon found himself furrowing his brow. Bad enough that he’s just defending himself without attacking. He has no will to fight at all; he’s nothing but a living target. There’s no threat to him at all.

For a moment, Su Yi really wanted to run the old man through. He’d seen wimps before, but never anyone this wimpy!

Had he fought with everything he’d had, Su Yi might have thought more highly of him. But now...

This was a complete disappointment!

Bang!

Su Yi directly kicked the old-timer away and lowered the Tiny Heart of the Cosmos. He said irritably, “Shameful!”

Meng Changyun forced a rigid, obsequious smile. “It doesn’t matter if I lose face so long as you’re happy, Your Excellency.”

“....” Su Yi completely lost interest. He returned to the shore and sprawled out limply in his wicker chair before responding. “Tell me everything you know, and I can leave you a path to life.”

Meng Changyun quivered with excitement, practically jumping and dancing for joy. How could he fail to understand what this meant? He was getting out of this alive!

He took a deep breath, then solemnly bowed. “Your magnanimity is as vast as the sun and moon, and your breadth of spirit as vast as the ocean. This old man will be sure to turn over a new leaf and mend the error of his ways. I won’t let your benevolence be in vain!”

Then, he straightened up his clothes, approached cautiously, lowered his head, and bent his back. “Might I ask what it is you wish to know, Your Excellency? I’ll hold nothing back!”

With that, he got even closer, picked up Su Yi’s jug of wine, and filled his cup. All the while, he plastered a humble, earnest smile across his face.

Su Yi almost couldn’t help but admire him.

Others might know when to let go, but they’d at least try to preserve their dignity.

But this old guy? He didn’t care about his dignity whatsoever!

“Tell me how many experts from outer space have come to the Graveyard of Fallen Immortals,” said Su Yi.

“Got it!” Meng Changyun thought for a moment, then it all flowed out of him, like beans pouring out a bamboo tube.

Before long, Su Yi learned that the Studio of the Heart, Nine Heavens Pavilion, Church of the River of Stars, and Primordial Unity Daoist Sect had all sent their forces to the Graveyard of Fallen Immortals.

Furthermore, they’d all come with a group of experts from their subordinate factions.

Meng Changyun was from the Heavenly Prayer Star Realm, and his sect was subordinate to the Nine Heavens Pavilion.

Apparently, the four top sects had brought twelve World Kings in total!

Of them, an old Libationer of the Studio of the Heart, the Second Warden of the Nine Heavens Pavilion, the Palace Master of the Celestial Palace of the Church of the River of Stars, and a High Elder of the Primordial Unity Daoist Sect had all gathered enough Dark and Gold Tokens to advance to the secret origin grounds!

The other eight World Kings were still in the outer ring, searching for good fortune and gathering Dark and Gold Tokens.

Only now did Su Yi understand just how large a force the mighty factions of the starry skies had sent to the Wilds.

Those who’d died on the Sea of Falling Stars only represented half of their total numbers!

There was no doubt about it. To the mighty factions of the stars beyond, gathering Dark and Gold Essence was of the utmost importance.

Su Yi then learned a bit about Luo Zihong, Yan Feng, Mo Rongshan, Qian Chuan, Wang Mi, and the others.

These World Kings had, under Luo Zihong’s leadership, formed an alliance to take Su Yi down.

They came from different Star Realms, and their sects of origin were the subordinates of top factions like the Nine Heavens Pavilion and the Studio of the Heart.

Qian Chuan, Wang Mi, and Mo Rongshan were also in the early-stage Heavenly Longevity Realm, while the others were in the mid-stage Heavenly Longevity Realm.

But Wen Bei had already been killed, while Meng Changyun had thoroughly admitted defeat.

Thus, only six World Kings remained to oppose Su Yi.

As for how many Emperors these World Kings had working with them? To Su Yi, that didn’t matter in the slightest. They were completely negligible.

“You can escape death, but not punishment. Tell me, what do you think I should do with you?” Su Yi took a sip of wine and asked casually.

Meng Changyun shivered from head to toe, took out all of his treasures, and respectfully laid them out before Su Yi.

Then, he knelt on the ground, his expression solemn and pious. “It’s entirely up to you, Your Excellency!”

Su Yi pointed at Meng Changyun’s Psychic Gold Tablet, which now lay on the ground. “Use that to send a message to the group. Say you’ve met up with Wen Bei and that you’ve discovered my location. Urge the others to come as quickly as possible.”

“Ah? Err....” Meng Changyun was stunned.

He thought back to his own misfortune. Su Yi had used this very method to bait and trap him, too.

“You aren’t willing?” asked Su Yi.

Meng Changyun hurriedly shook his head, took out his Psychic Gold Tablet, and carved it with his divine sense.

Su Yi, meanwhile, took out Wen Bei’s Psychic Gold Tablet. Moments later, he saw a new line of text.

“Fellow Daoists, I have absolutely wonderful news! Fellow Daoist Wen Bei and I have discovered Su Yi’s whereabouts, but we’re afraid we’ll alert him, so we’ve yet to attack. This is a rare opportunity, and we cannot afford to miss it. Please, hurry over!”