Translator: Tamon Translation Checker: Silavin Ling Bao’er gripped Sacred Immortal Sword as she set to work. She did not know what was going on, but she deferred to Chen Changan in any and every little thing. Chen Changan smiled. “Bao’er, you’re about to strike an Immortal Lord. Can you kill him?” Ling Bao’er paused, “Master, I’ll give my very best in carrying out your task.” Ever since the Continent Assembly, she knew her worth, how weak she was. At that time, she of no help at all. She was Chen Changan’s disciple, but she knew better than anyone that she was unfit for this prestigious Honour. It drove Ling Bao’er to strive harder than ever, pushing herself to the limit for strength, for the day that she was worthy of Chen Changan. Shen Wu’s eyes were cold. “A filthy Lower Realm bug thinks of killing me? You wish!” Chen Changan smiled. “We shall see. The bug you keep talking about might just surprise you with her strength.” Chen Changan said to his disciple, “Bao’er, Sacred Immortal Sword was once Immortal Lord Shen Wu’s vital Immortal sword. You wield it now and must give your all in killing him. Show the world and yourself that the Sacred Immortal Sword is truly yours.” Chen Changan had noticed the girls’ recent efforts to become stronger. He could erase Shen Wu out of instinct but hoped that Ling Bao’er would do it instead, to help her grow. Rare was the chance of fighting an Immortal Lord. As Ling Bao’er was his disciple, fighting Shen Wu would drive her strength to new heights. Chen Changan dropped Shen Wu’s cultivation, giving the arrogant prick the shock of a lifetime. Bai Yue and Mei Niang paled. “This can’t be!” Just what kind of being, and at what level, could reduce a mighty Immortal Lord to a mere 2nd Layer of the Nascent Soul Stage? This was completely unbelievable! No one was as shocked as the victim. “My cultivation, my strength! What did you do?” Shen Wu raged, his eyes showing fear for the first time. A snap of Chen Changan’s finger created an arena for their death match in the air. Ling Bao’er and Shen Wu were in positions. “Bao’er, kill him, or he’ll kill you.” Ling Bao’er nodded, gripping her sword tighter and charging for Shen Wu. She swore to herself that she would kill him and that she would live up to her Master’s expectations. Shen Wu winced. “My cultivation dropped, but don’t think it’ll change anything, puny Lower Realm bug!” His power exploded and unleashed Immortal Arts, all to kill Ling Bao’er. In the arena, the two’s battle heated up as Chen Changan, Bai Yue, and Mei Niang watched from the side. Bai Yue said, “Senior, will she be alright? Shen Wu’s cultivation is lower now, but he still has a wealth of experience in battle.” Mei Niang agreed. Ling Bao’er had had a close brush with death many times already. All that saved her from an early demise was her high Mastery of the sword. Chen Changan said, “I believe in her.” Besides, as this was the Absolute Domain, the minute she was going to die, he could just take over. There was never any threat of dying at the hands of Shen Wu. This just happened to be a great opportunity to sharpen Ling Bao’er. A fight to the death always proved to be the quickest way to improve. Chen Changan hoped the same happened to her but left the insurance of keeping her alive to make the fight all the more real. Shen Wu, on the other hand, was his enemy, yes, but he did not care. Since Mei Niang brought him into his Absolute Domain, he could snuff him out whenever he so desired, like the bugs Shen Wu kept spouting about. The death match, in his eyes, was not even a real one at all. “You’ve done well, Mei Niang. It was a pleasant gift what you’ve brought me.” She said, with respect, “Senior, I’m unable to repay your favour. As Immortal Lord Shen Wu is your enemy, I had to do my part.” “Favour?” Bai Yue asked. What she really cared about, though, was how the 6th-Layer Immortal Lord Mei Niang captured Shen Wu, who was stronger. “Bai Yue, you should consider the deal I have with your Clan. Now that Mei Niang is here, you will know I said the truth.” Mei Niang was curious about this deal. “Mei Niang, let her sense your cultivation.” Boom! A devastating power erupted from her, that of an 8th Layer Immortal Lord. Bai Yue was overwhelmed. She met with her Dao Protector at the Continent Assembly, yet the short time since then was enough for her to go up by two Layers? It was preposterous, unbelievable, and insane at the same time. The process was doubly harder since Mei Niang was in the Lower Realm. It was not like Dao Insights grew on trees. Bai Yue’s mind was blank. Mei Niang smiled. “It’s all thanks to Senior’s help.” “Senior’s help?” “Senior is a Dao Saint. His Mastery of the Zither Dao reached its pinnacle. I met Senior in Dragonised City and was fortunate to receive his Dao Rhythm, helping me advance.” Bai Yue was still trying to come to terms with this shocking development, with little success. It just defied all logic, even with Mei Niang’s stronger cultivation as an undeniable proof. She had to have received immense help to understand Dao. “Bai Yue, now you know I spoke the truth. Mei Niang’s cultivation is the best proof.” Thinking it over, Chen Changan used Sacred Rhythm Integration, “Fig, give me a branch.” “Take any you wish, Young Master.” The branch turned into a wooden sword in moments. It was utterly plain and average, but it contained Dao’s aura, which was thick and majestic. “Have a look.” Chen Changan threw it. Bai Yue caught the sword and the Immortal Domain genius, with her deep understanding of Dao, widened her eyes from what she sensed. The Dao Rhythm within was incredible. It was beyond precious to any Immortal. A Sword Immortal was sure to advance an entire Layer upon absorbing it.