Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 25

Chapter 25 Heart Sword

“Master, save us!”

Behind Nun Xuan’ai, thousands of disciples cried out in unison, their voices heartbreaking and moving.

Nun Qingyu couldn’t tell if it was Nun Xuan’ai who had momentarily relinquished control, or if she was controlling the disciples’ cries.

“What exactly do you want? The position of Master? I’ll give it to you, anything, as long as you spare these disciples!” Nun Qingyu gritted her teeth. Forced by the situation, she had no choice but to bow to Nun Xuan’ai.

Blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, a sign of anger.

Nun Xuan’ai swatted Nun Qingyu away with a palm strike, saying disdainfully, “The position of Master? I once wanted it, but now, I just want to be with Master Hongchen.”

“Emperor Jiang Renhuang may have noticed something’s wrong. I need to control the sect’s protective formation to stop him and Junior-nephew Jingxin, so just hand over the core of the formation.”

…

“Emperor Jiang Renhuang, Junior-nephew Jingxin, you’re too late.” Nun Xuan’ai stamped on Nun Qingyu, a mocking expression on her face.

The protective formation unfolded, enveloping the entire Red Dust Pure Land like a bubble. It appeared fragile, yet in reality, it was impenetrable. Established for millennia, the Red Dust Pure Land was renowned for its mystique and stunning beauty. Countless people sought to see its beauty, and despite numerous dangers, they were always stopped by the protective formation; no one had ever managed to breach it.

Taoist Nun Xuan Ai had no fear that Jiang Li could break the protective formation. This formation was a technique brought from the immortal realm by Master Hongchen. Even an ordinary immortal’s full-strength attack wouldn’t even shatter it.

She simply didn’t believe Jiang Li could break it! Jiang Li was only a mortal Mahayana cultivator, not some supreme immortal. How could he possibly rival the great formations of the immortal realm?

Though the Saintess of Pure Heart often overstepped her authority, seeing her master being insulted like this, her eyes grew red as she attacked the protective formation.

A peerless blue lotus swirled and blossomed in the void, rippling the space. As if unable to bear its weight, the Saintess of Pure Heart pointed forward, and the peerless blue lotus slammed into the formation, shattering the space.

Seeing the sect’s protective formation intact, dozens more blue lotuses blossomed in the void, crashing into it.

The intense heatwave from the explosion flattened the surrounding area, but the protective formation remained unaffected.

Jiang Li stepped forward and patted the panting Saint of Pure Heart.

“My turn.”

These two simple words betrayed Jiang Li’s confidence.

As if hearing a hilarious joke, Nun Xuan’ai threw her head back and laughed heartily, “Emperor Jiang Ren, I respect your contributions to Jiuzhou, but I don’t wish to humiliate you. Step back, or your myth of invincibility will be shattered today!”

Jiang Li ignored her and instead shouted to Nun Qingyu, who was being trampled under his feet, “Master Qingyu, I saved your life today, so please don’t bear any more grudges against me. How about we just write it off?”

Before Nun Qingyu could even utter a “yes,” Jiang Li swung his fist, and the sect’s protective formation, undamaged for a thousand years, cracked and shattered like a mirror.

Taoist Nun Xuan Ai was stunned, a surge of fear rising in her heart. Seeing Jiang Li and Saintess Jingxin approaching her step by step, she quickly pointed at the thousand-plus disciples and shouted incoherently, “Don’t move! I’ve planted the mind-controlling poison in all of these disciples. A single thought from me will cause them to commit suicide. Even if you’re fast, can you be faster than a single thought from me?”

Jiang Li indeed stopped moving, staring at her silently. He said slowly, “I’m certainly not sure I can be faster than a single thought.”

Taoist Nun Xuan Ai breathed a sigh of relief, her life seemingly saved for now. But then, a wave of scorn crept in.

Whether it was the arrogant Taoist Nun Qingyu or the arrogant Jiang Renhuang, they were obediently obeying her out of concern for the lives of a group of disciples who had reached the Golden Core, Nascent Soul, and Divine Transformation stages.

This struck Taoist Nun Xuan Ai as ridiculous.

Taoist Nun Qingyu and Jiang Renhuang were merely powerful cultivators, unable to abandon others. Without mental fortitude, they weren’t truly powerful. Only someone like her, ruthless, self-centered, and possessing high cultivation, could be considered a true powerhouse!

She believed that one day she would surpass Jiang Li and rule the world!

“I don’t ask for much. Just let me take Master Hongchen away with me. You all must swear to heaven…”

“…but why should I be faster than a thought?”

Jiang Li pulled out a sword from his storage ring. Seeing the situation was dire, Nun Xuan’ai quickly ordered some of her disciples to commit suicide to frighten Jiang Li.

Jiang Li swung his sword, not even releasing a single blade of sword energy, but the poisonous insects in the bodies of thousands of disciples were slashed in two, killing them one after another!

The disciple who was about to commit suicide instantly broke free and did not commit suicide!

“My swordsmanship is dull, and I only know this one move.” Jiang Li continued to walk towards Nun Xuan’ai, frightening her so much that she fell to the ground. Without the strength to stand up, she desperately kicked forward with her legs, trying to retreat.

“This move is called the Heart Sword. It arises from the mind and descends into the sea of consciousness. As it rises and falls, sword energy forms within the body.”

“Originally, this move was used to sever tendons and rip flesh from bones, but now it seems perfectly suited to severing poison and saving lives.”

“Wait, I have more…” Seeing Jiang Li raise his sword, its cold gleam gleaming in the moonlight, Nun Xuan Ai was terrified, her soul trembling, and she hurriedly tried to explain her worth to Jiang Li.

However, Jiang Li didn’t even listen. With one swing of his sword, his head flew high into the air, and Xuan Ai died with his eyes wide open.

“To kill you, I won’t need any swordsmanship.”

With this unremarkable, unskilled strike, everything was settled.

Jiang Li had originally wanted to let the Pure Heart Saint handle the matter himself, but since it was beyond her ability to handle alone, he had to do it himself.

“Thank you, Emperor Jiang, for helping the Pure Land of Red Dust survive this calamity. I, Jingxin, have no way to repay you, but I can only offer you my body.”

“…”

Seeing Saint Jingxin still able to joke, Jiang Li assumed her Daoist heart was unimpeded. He ignored her and instead approached Taoist Nun Qingyu.

“We were plotted against to the point where our entire sect was nearly reduced to the status of the Hehuan Sect. You, the Pure Land of Red Dust, please be more careful. I will keep this a secret and will not spread it.”

Taoist Nun Qingyu knelt on the ground with a sincere bow before Jiang Li. Just as Jiang Li had said before saving her, all previous grudges were wiped out. She considered Emperor Jiang no longer the enemy who had killed her former lover, but the benefactor who had saved the Pure

Land of Red Dust. Without Jiang Li, the Pure Land of Red Dust would have become a laughing stock, and Qingyu would have been nailed to its pillar of shame.

“The Pure Land of Red Dust will remember Emperor Jiang’s actions tonight.

“

“…Brother Jiang, am I going to die?” In Xiahe Town, Du Xiner’s vision was blurred. She could no longer see who was coming. She only felt that it was Jiang Li.

In fact, it was not only Jiang Li who came, but also the Holy Maiden of Pure Heart. However, she deliberately concealed her presence. She did not dare to face this simple-minded junior sister.

When the owner of the poisonous insects, Taoist nun Xuan Ai, died, the poisonous insects also died one after another. At this time, the entire Shanghe Town and Xiahe Town were covered with corpses and the aura of death was thick. Du Xiner was a Jindan cultivator in his lifetime. He could hold on for a while, but not for much longer.

Jiang Li narrated everything to Du Xiner in a low tone. The Holy Maiden of Pure Heart hid aside and wiped away tears silently.

“Really? It turns out that I was dead a long time ago. No wonder I have never been able to practice…”

Du Xiner smiled, but even she herself did not understand why she laughed.

“Isn’t Senior Sister Jingxin here? I think I should see her…”

Upon hearing this, Saint Jingxin no longer concealed her presence and immediately rushed forward, holding Du Xiner’s cold hand. “Junior Sister Xiner, Senior Sister is here, Senior Sister is here!”

But Du Xiner remained indifferent, her head limply resting on one side.

She was dead.

(End of this chapter)