CHAPTER 862: CHAPTER 352: DIVINE MOVE CARD

Shui Ruge’s voice was not loud, yet it carried a strong wave of True Yuan, spreading all around, full of penetration, and reverberating deeply.

However, his words did not spread far.

The Mountain Protection Array of the Formless Divine Mountain quietly dissolved his vocal waves without revealing its presence.

Yet, all the disciples of the Formless Divine Sect inside and outside the mountain gate heard Shui Ruge’s words.

They all had dark expressions, glaring angrily at Shui Ruge.

Chu Xisheng had formally joined the Formless Divine Sect for less than a year, yet he had already won the adoration of almost all its inner and outer disciples.

Having swept through numerous geniuses in the Time Secret Realm and assisted the Mu Sword Immortal in his escape and ascension, ranking nineteenth on the Qingyun General List and topping the Four Qingyun Heavenly Monarchs, he was the pride in their minds.

Yet now someone wanted to challenge Chu Xisheng, challenge their ’Heaven Punishing Holy Transmission’.

Ye Zhiqiu’s gaze turned slightly cold, she tightened the grip on the sword she carried on her back, and approached Shui Ruge.

"You want to challenge Chu Xisheng?"

"Yes!" Shui Ruge nodded slightly, smiling amicably at Ye Zhiqiu: "I came to see what kind of person pushed me down from the Four Heavenly Monarchs, and also to witness the renowned Infinite Divine Blade, praised highly by both the Debating Martial Arts Tower and the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion."

Ye Zhiqiu couldn’t help but let out a laugh: "Junior Brother Chu’s cultivation is only at the sixth grade, don’t you feel embarrassed challenging him as someone below the fourth grade?"

"What’s there to be embarrassed about? I’m only a bit more than a year older than him."

With hands clasped behind his back and his eyebrows slightly raised, Shui Ruge met Ye Zhiqiu’s gaze with a serene look: "I am willing to seal my cultivation and duel him; if you, the Formless Divine Sect, are not at ease, you can use the ’Balance Sword’ to equalize the strength between us."

Ye Zhiqiu raised her eyebrows and then took a copper coin from her sleeve: "If you’re willing to seal your cultivation, I’ll fight you. Chu Xisheng is our holy transmission. Not just anyone can challenge him. You defeat me first, then you can qualify to face him."

Shui Ruge laughed silently and shook his head slightly: "You are not my opponent, it wouldn’t be honorable to defeat you. Besides, I came only for Infinite Blade Lord Chu Xisheng, no interest in challenging the entire Formless Divine Sect."

"That’s not up to you."

Ye Zhiqiu flicked her finger, sending the copper coin into the air.

Shui Ruge maintained a calm demeanor as he faced her, with no fluctuations in his expression.

The scholarly servant behind him had a breath as cold and hard as a rock.

Ye Zhiqiu grasped the sword behind her, and when the copper coin landed, the sheath suddenly emitted a clear ’clank’.

Her sword, like a light beam, suddenly slashed towards the front of Shui Ruge’s throat.

The sword tip was exceedingly precise, gently touching Shui Ruge’s skin without even breaking a bit of his surface layer.

Shui Ruge lowered his head, glancing at Ye Zhiqiu’s heavy sword, which was four and a half feet long, with eyes of admiration: "Such a fast sword, and very steady. Your Heavenly Execution Sword Intent is even stronger. Among those of the fifth grade in existence, there shouldn’t be more than five who could contend with you."

Ye Zhiqiu’s expression remained coldly stern: "Why didn’t you strike? Aren’t you afraid I might kill you?"

When she had just attacked, she used the Heavenly Execution Sword Intent to extinguish Shui Ruge’s thought of resisting.

The issue was that the opponent fundamentally had no intention of striking.

"I said already, my target is solely Infinite Blade Lord Chu Xisheng!" Shui Ruge shook his head calmly: "I have no interest in anyone else."

Ye Zhiqiu’s eyes held boundless coldness as she stared at Shui Ruge for a moment, ultimately letting out a light hum as she sheathed her sword behind her.

She acknowledged that this guy was indeed a person of significance.

No wonder he used to be one of the Four Young Heavenly Lords.

Ye Zhiqiu couldn’t truly kill him.

The Divine Sect has its pride, killing a martial cultivator who comes to challenge would only bring ridicule upon the Formless Divine Sect from the world.

It would also tarnish Chu Xisheng himself.

Moreover, this Shui Ruge is a disciple of the Star Constellation Immortal Sect.

The Star Constellation Immortal Sect is the only one among all First Grade Divine Sects that maintains relatively friendly relations with the Formless Divine Sect.

Ye Zhiqiu slightly furrowed her brow.

She had no doubt that Chu Xisheng’s achievements in the future would surely surpass this Purple Eyebrow Heavenly Monarch.

However, at this moment, his cultivation was still too low.

Chu Xisheng had only been practicing martial arts for just two years, could he indeed compete with Shui Ruge, who had eight years of accumulated martial arts skills?

This Purple Eyebrow Heavenly Monarch was not like her; he had always had the best resources and the wisest masters teaching him since he started in martial arts.

Afterward, Ye Zhiqiu returned to her stall, packed up all the items.

Just as she carried the cloth bag and tried to return to the mountain top, she noticed a familiar figure standing at the mountain gate.

That person was of middle stature, his face round and plump, with skin smooth and fair, small eyes, and a small nose, his whole face looked like a dough ball.

"Senior Brother Jian?"

That was Jian Cangfeng, with arms crossed, concentrating on Shui Ruge.

Ye Zhiqiu raised her eyebrows in surprise, wondering when this guy had returned to the Formless Divine Mountain?

Ye Zhiqiu then recalled that recently, in the Jianghu rumor, the Rebellious God Banner Spear was now in Junior Brother Chu’s possession. The Rebellion Banner was taken by Ghost Shadow, who was now running all over Jianghu with it.

Those Jianghu people have lost interest in Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall, so Jian Cangfeng no longer needed to stay in Xiushui County.

However, Ye Zhiqiu still asked with slight delight: "When did Senior Brother Jian return?"

She then followed Jian Cangfeng’s gaze: "Are you looking at this Purple Eyebrow Heavenly Monarch? What’s there to look at?"