Chapter 139 - 168: The Aura Spreads, All Quarters Stir! There Is a Boxing Saint in Xia Imperial City
After his Experience Points reached one million, the original Second Immortal Golden Body Transformation advanced to the Third Transformation, and its rank also rose from the original Eighth Grade to the Ninth Grade!
A feeling of joy and delight surged through Su Bai’s heart.
For him, this was a natural progression.
With a pleased look on his face, Su Bai carefully sensed the changes brought by the Third Immortal Golden Body Transformation.
Suddenly, from the depths of the cavern, the resonant ring of a sword echoed out!
Following that, a murderous Malice hundreds of times stronger than before surged forth like a plunging waterfall!
Su Bai was secretly alarmed. Before he could even react, a streak of ultimate golden light suddenly arrived!
This was different from the last time he had entered the bottom of the cavern.
Last time, Su Bai had used a Divine Thought Incarnation to enter the cavern’s depths, only to have his spiritual body shattered by the golden light.
But this time, the streak of sword light wasn’t slashing toward Su Bai.
It was more like it had actively leaped into his hand.
Su Bai instinctively gripped the hilt. Golden runes manifested on his arm, creating a slight resonance with the sword in his hand!
A subtle aura was drawn out!
It was as if, in the silent world, a single zither string had been unintentionally plucked!
It spread out rapidly!
The nameless sword in his hand also erupted with a brilliant golden glow in an instant!
It illuminated the surrounding darkness.
Su Bai focused his gaze to get a closer look.
Only then did he see the sword’s true appearance.
The entire body shone with a golden luster, the blade seemingly forged from the highest quality of precious jade.
On the hilt, two small, deep purple characters shimmered with light!
Su Bai struggled to make them out, slowly sounding out the two words.
"Celestial... Net..."
The Celestial Net Sword!
...
Deep within the prison, the aura that had plucked the strings of the world spread rapidly outward.
The first to be affected was Longbo Hai, who was in secluded cultivation in a secret chamber.
He snapped his eyes open.
His pupils were filled with rising terror and horror!
That stinging sensation—like a blade at his throat, as if being hunted by the world itself—made him feel as if he, a mighty expert at the Ninth Level of the Spirit Transformation Realm, had been instantly reduced to a mere mortal!
His old, decaying body couldn’t stop trembling violently.
His gaze turned toward the depths of the prison, toward the source of the aura’s disturbance. Suddenly, he seemed to recall something.
His expression became incredibly complex and grave!
After a long moment, he sighed slowly.
...
The mysterious aura spread to Xia Imperial City.
「Within the Imperial City, in a certain blacksmith’s shop.」
A burly, bare-chested man, slick with sweat, was using tongs to place a red-hot, nearly finished longsword onto an anvil.
He tightened his grip on his hammer, about to strike.
Suddenly, the longsword lying on the anvil seemed to come alive, leaping like a joyous fish!
The old blacksmith was startled. Before he could figure out what was happening...
...an ear-piercing cacophony of ringing and clanging filled his ears!
He spun around to look.
Inside the entire blacksmith shop, all the Sword Artifacts—hanging, lying flat, or standing upright—seemed to have come alive at this very moment!
Like a school of leaping fish, or a hundred birds paying homage to a Phoenix!
The next moment, a commotion erupted from the doorway.
The blacksmith’s Cultivation was not weak. He dashed out in a single bound and immediately saw...
...that up and down the streets, the patrolling guards with longswords at their waists were all desperately trying to hold down their own weapons, crying out in alarm!
For a moment, the old blacksmith, who had forged weapons his entire life, was in a daze. Staring at the unprecedented scene before him, he muttered to himself, ’I must be seeing things...’
...
「Imperial City, within a grand, ancient hall.」
A sky-piercing Fist Intent surged from the depths of the hall, shooting straight through the clouds!
In just two or three breaths, that wisp of Fist Intent quickly fell back down, causing the many servants in the hall to look at each other in confusion.
They had no idea that, at this moment, deep within the hall...
...an old man in plain robes was slowly retracting his right fist.
Then, facing the direction of the prison, he knelt on both knees. His resolute, time-worn face revealed a look of utmost piety, agitation, and fanaticism.
The Elder National Preceptor, Xiao Rongshan, bowed his head deeply, murmuring.
"I never thought..."
"That after practicing the fist my whole life, I would be able to witness in my lifetime..."
"A Boxing Saint!"
...
「Deep within the Great Xia Imperial Palace, in the Emperor’s Guard Hall.」
The profound aura diffused into the hall, causing the dozens of lamps inside to flicker as if swept by an unseen wind.
An old monk who was polishing a lamp trembled violently!
He whipped his head around to look toward the prison. A dazzling light blossomed in his murky eyes, as if he had pierced through layers of the void and perceived something.
It was a long while before he slowly came back to his senses.
From the depths of the hall, an extremely faint voice sounded.
"Is that the person you spoke of before?"
"I believe so."
Wu Tianming whispered. He fell silent for a good while before sighing, "If it truly is, then this is an absolutely unprecedented event! A peerless figure has appeared in the world..."
"Mm... indeed."
That faint Divine Thought slowly dissipated.
At the same time, in the simple hall beside the Emperor’s Guard Hall.
The Elder Imperial Tutor also slowly opened his eyes. He looked up toward the prison, his gaze fixed for a long time.
Then he laughed heartily. "Good! Excellent!"
...
The mysterious aura that Su Bai had unintentionally triggered spread rapidly outward, with the depths of the prison as its epicenter.
Within the borders of Great Xia, an unknown number of ancient and powerful beings were startled by this aura.
The vast territory was like a tranquil pool.
A piece of jade had just been dropped into it.
And as this piece of jade continued to sink!
Both above and below the water’s surface...
...ripples spread and undercurrents surged!
...
「Xia Imperial City. The Fate Peeping Pavilion, an exquisite loft, stood in the east.」
Inside a vast room, dozens of Fate Peeping Pavilion members dressed in white Daoist Robes moved back and forth, bustling with activity.
The room was filled with scattered papers covered in writing and drawings, as well as several young men in white robes hunched over desks, writing furiously.
A closer look revealed...
[The Shocking Secret of the Thousand-Strong Black Water Thieves Annihilated by a Single Punch, Revealed!]
[An Investigation into the Fox Emperor’s Death!]
[Who Was It That Killed Chi Hou Great Venerable of the Sun and Moon Pavilion With a Single Punch? A Detailed Analysis!]
[Breaking News! The Qitian Demon Lord of Qishan Has Appeared in Jiangshui City! A Great Battle with a Mysterious Golden Flood Dragon!]
[Latest Report! The Ancestor of Rashomon...]
Within the loft, people would periodically hold up newly arrived intelligence and shout it out loud!
The entire loft was as noisy and chaotic as a morning market.
Yet amidst this clamor, a white-haired, long-haired old man sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, silent and unmoving, appearing somewhat out of place.
Suddenly, the old man opened his eyes, a thoughtful look on his face.
Then, he inquired, "Has the headline for the next issue of *Matters of the Martial World* been decided?"
Instantly, the entire loft fell silent.
The many young men in white robes all stopped their work, their gazes converging on the old man.
After a moment, a young man in white robes closest to the elder spoke respectfully, "Reporting to you, sir, it has been decided!"
"We chose..."
Before the young man could finish, the white-robed elder cut him off.
"Change it!"
The young man was stunned for a second, then asked with some confusion, "Change it to what?"
The white-haired elder enunciated each word perfectly, his voice as crisp and clear as pearls dropping onto a jade plate.
"Change it to!"
"There is a Boxing Saint in Xia Imperial City!"
The moment these words were spoken, in that instant!
The entire hall was stunned!