Chapter 84: Satisfaction at this Moment

Sword Dynasty

Volume 1: Great Rebel

Chapter 84: Satisfaction at this Moment

“A pill medicine to increase cultivation… a sword like this… how many more secrets are you hiding!” Su Qin laughed wildly and sharply.

Ding Ning said calmly, “This has nothing to do with you. The point is that your sword-wielding hand is now crippled. I can see that you are naturally left-handed. So, even if you practice the sword with your right hand, your natural disadvantage will make your sword skills mediocre.”

Su Qin’s smile disappeared completely. His face began to turn pale, looking uglier than a ghost in a painting.

A master of the Green Vine Sword School quickly passed through the forest and headed towards Su Qin with a medicine box.

“Don’t come near me!”

But before he could really get close, Su Qin saw his blood-dripping left hand and roared at the master of the Green Vine Sword School with all his might like a wounded beast.

The master of the Green Vine Sword School stopped and frowned.

He was closer to the battlefield than those on the observation platform, so he could see what had happened more clearly.

“Not to mention that you only have yourself to blame for this,” he stared coldly at Su Qin, who had lost control of his emotions, and said coldly, “From today on, do you think you'll still be the genius who will be surrounded by so many people?”

After saying this, he ignored Su Qin and his hands that were still dripping blood and turned to walk to where Nangong Caishu and Liu Yangguang were still fighting.

Liu Yangguang had lowered his sword. Initially, he had been able to fend off many of Nangong Caishu's sword strikes. But when he saw the end of Su Qin and Ding Ning's battle, he lost his last shred of courage.

“I surrender!” he declared to Nangong Caishu with his eyes lowered.

“Youngest Sect Brother… Su Qin…”

Zhang Yi never expected such an outcome. In an effort to prevent Ding Ning from being harmed, he had channeled his vital energy without hesitation, hoping to quickly break free from Mo Chen. But his kind and generous nature also meant he did not want to see Su Qin in such a predicament..

He knew clearly that falling from a genius cultivator to trash even worse than an ordinary cultivator was the most severe punishment for a cultivator.

 

The outcome of this battle was so shocking that even Mo Chen was stunned.

In his eyes, Su Qin, who was previously full of vigor and seemed to be able to control everything as if it were in the palm of his hand, and the Su Qin who was like a terrifying ghost in front of him now seemed to be two people from two different worlds.

He lowered his head and stared at the sword in his hand.

He, when he had the Snow Dandelion Sword, and he, before he had it, were also two people from two different worlds.

The person who gave him the Snow Dandelion Sword hoped he could stop Ding Ning from winning.

Therefore, with Su Qin defeated and Liu Yangguang having surrendered, it would be impossible for him to defeat Zhang Yi and influence the final outcome. However, he felt he still had to do something.

He raised his head.

While Zhang Yi was still worrying about what to do and whether there was a way to heal Su Qin's arm, Mo Cheng's body had transformed into a gust of wind that shot past Zhang Yi and rushed towards Ding Ning.

Just when almost everyone thought the outcome was final, Mo Chen still took this action. Even the master of the Green Vine Sword School was shocked by Mo Chen's actions.

“You!”

Zhang Yi himself was also extremely shocked. He could not understand why Mo Chen would do this.

“You shouldn't have done this.” But he definitely would not allow Mo Chen harm Ding Ning. As he spoke, his body also transformed into a gust of wind.

As the wind picked up, the storm intensified.

The jade-like longsword in his hand instantly transformed into countless sword shadows, forming a storm. The storm chased Mo Chen from behind and wrapped around him.

Mo Chen’s eyes dimmed.

He did not attack with his sword again.

From Zhang Yi's sword strike, he understood that what Zhang Yi had said from the beginning was true. Zhang Yi was much faster than him. He could not get away from Zhang Yi to hurt Ding Ning.

Countless sword energies landed around him like a thunderstorm, shattering countless fallen leaves around him.

Zhang Yi drew his sword and his body appeared in front of him.

 

“It is the Night Rain Sword of Ba Mountain … Rain on The Banana Tree!”

On the observation platform, Di Qingmei frowned and turned to Xue Wangxu. “This is one of the sword manuals that must be burned in the first year of Yuanwu.”

Xue Wangxu looked at him and smiled faintly with a hint of undisguised pride. “The Library Cave of the White Goat Cave has many more sword manuals like this.”

“I find your approach inappropriate, but I must admit that even as an opponent, you are worthy of respect.” Di Qingmei turned his head and sighed softly.

Su Qin's maddened gaze was fixed on the countless small holes in the ground. Sensing the speed and power of Zhang Yi's sword, he finally understood that Zhang Yi's usual gentleness was genuine gentleness.

Remembering that if this were a fair fight, he would not even be able to win against Zhang Yi, he laughed once more, his laughter extremely wretched, his expression extremely strange.

 

Zhang YI furrowed his brows. He originally wanted to say something, but seeing Mo Chen lower his head and remove his token from his waist silenced him. His demeanor returned to its usual gentleness, and he said nothing more.

However, Ding Ning was not as benevolent as him.

Through Mo Chen’s Snow Dandelion Sword and his final action, he instantly understood many things.

“Was it Prince Li Ling who bribed you with this Snow Dandelion Sword?”

With contempt in his eyes, he stared at Mo Chen. “So, you're willing to die for someone who helped you. Even at a time like this, you still want to try to kick me out of the top three?”

Mo Chen remained silent.

“The Snow Dandelion Sword may be as important to you as your life, but to someone like Prince Li Ling, it's just a beautiful ornament. Using such tactics against a young man from a wine shop who poses no threat to him… don't think so highly of him. He's not that noble.” Ding Ning looked at him and laughed mockingly. “I will trouble you to tell him that I will make him regret it in the future for provoking an opponent like me.”

These words also reached Zhang Yi, who was between Ding Ning and Mo Chen. His brows, which had just relaxed, furrowed again. He turned around anxiously and advised him. “Youngest Sect Brother, Prince Li Ling is certainly in the wrong, but there's no point in you enjoying this moment of verbal sharpness.”

Ding Ning calmly said, “When one utters verbal sharpness, one feels comfort and satisfaction. That's what it means.”

“Youngest Sect Brother, your logic doesn't seem right.” Zhang Yi whispered wearily. “But I have no way to persuade you.”

“My life, in fact, has no logic at all.”

Ding Ning raised his head, looking at the warm, yet not too dazzling late autumn morning sun, as he spoke to himself. He smiled with satisfaction.

The sword trial festival, for him at this moment, was an important step after he emerged under the sunlight of Changling. He had finally completed this step according to his expectations, allowing him to more quickly erase the many marks on the walls of his house at Falling Parasol.

The observation platform returned to tranquility.

Countless hissing sounds could be heard from the vines forming the wall behind Ding Ning.

Many thick vines were twisting like water snakes and other vines were wilting. Fallen leaves flew about, and the vine wall disappeared.

In front of Ding Ning, Zhang Yi, and Nangong Caishu, a flat path appeared.

At the end of the path, where the exit to the sword trial valley was located, stood a high platform. In the three thick vine sections of the platform were three green jade ambers.

“Let’s go.”

Looking at Nangong Caishu, who had finished treating her wounds, and Zhang Yi, who still wore a worried expression, Ding Ning began to stride toward the high platform.

It was only then that everyone on the observation platform, who had been mesmerized by his sword strike, realized that this young man from the wine shop, who had reached Profound Understanding in half a day and Energy Refinement in a month, had become the true final victor.

The golden sunlight illuminated his back. At this moment, his figure, as he walked leisurely on the flat expanse of withered yellow leaves, appeared glorious.

For some inexplicable reason, the sight of the remnant sword at his waist and his incredibly calm figure brought tears to Xie Rou's eyes. She felt every step his thin, frail body took seem incredibly difficult.

Beside her, Xie Changsheng did not share his sister's feelings. Thinking about how the ‘brother-in-law’ he had repeatedly called him was powerful and extraordinary, his face lit up.

He turned and bowed to Gu Xichun who had a strange expression. He could not hide his satisfaction.

“In the end, I must thank you. I hope you'll talk more about how he failed the Min Mountain Sword Trials.” he said to Gu Xichun, who had turned into a statue in the sunlight.

Li Daoji's demeanor remained unchanged, but he felt extremely satisfied in his heart.

 

Notes:

This novel is not my work... I just translated it from a Chinese web novel written by Wu Zui

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