Chapter 1089: A Single Word And Myriad Laws Followed

The Multiverse Emperor looked at Clan Leader Jing and frowned. "Who are you?"

His trip to this region of the vast expanse had brought him many surprises. Whether it was the seemingly useless Great Daoist Brush Master, the lady in the blue shirt earlier, or this white-robed lady, all of them had surprised him.

This part of the vast expanse actually had so many powerful individuals.

Before Clan Leader Jing could respond, the Great Daoist Brush Master hurriedly exclaimed, "She's Clan Leader Jing, and she cultivates Dao Speech! You should hurry and apologize to her. If you kowtow now, she might spare your life."

The Boundless Master glanced at the Great Daoist Brush Master.

This old codger really knows how to add fuel to the fire.

Upon hearing the Great Daoist Brush Master's words, the Multiverse Emperor immediately laughed. "Dao Speech? Let's see if you can prove it."

The Great Daoist Brush Master quickly pulled the Boundless Master aside, afraid that they would get caught in the crossfire.

Clan Leader Jing stared at the Multiverse Emperor and said, "Kneel."

A single word and the myriad laws followed.

Boom!

The Multiverse Emperor's expression changed drastically. In the blink of an eye, the power of the myriad laws fell upon him. Caught off guard, his legs buckled, and he dropped to his knees.

Plop!

The sound of him falling to his knees reverberated throughout the star field.

"Preposterous!" the Multiverse Emperor yelled. He looked up with bloodshot eyes, and a terrifying surge of temporal energy erupted from him, fiercely resisting the power of the myriad laws.

However, his struggle was futile.

Yama Dharmaraja and Ruler Qi were dumbstruck by the scene, and their minds went blank.

He was forced to kneel just like that?

The Multiverse Emperor glared fiercely at Clan Leader Jing, and his face turned ferocious as he roared, "Damn woman, you might have humiliated me today, but I will repay this humiliation a hundredfold in the future. Just wait!"

Boom!

The Multiverse Emperor self-destructed, unleashing a terrifying force that swept across the battlefield.

Clan Leader Jing remained expressionless. "Disperse."

The explosion caused by the Multiverse Emperor's self-destruction was erased completely.

The Great Daoist Brush Master softly said, "That was just an avatar of his..."

Clan Leader Jing glanced at him. "Are you free?"

The Great Daoist Brush Master snapped back to reality and grinned. "I'm busy! Very busy!"

Clan Leader Jing said nothing more. She closed her eyes and said, "From this moment on, no other civilization may enter the Guanxuan Universe Region."

Her words were soft, but her voice reverberated across many star fields and universe regions.

***

When daybreak arrived, Ye Guan put on his inner sect uniform and headed to the Wendao Field of the inner sect. As an inner sect disciple, he had to attend classes at Wendao City on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday mornings. This was actually a privilege, as the lecturers were Sword Emperor experts.

The Wendao Field was located on Wendao Peak, a solitary and towering mountain that rose into the clouds, and it was shaped like a sharpened pen. At the top was a massive circular square made of blue stone, large enough to accommodate over ten thousand people. Standing on the square would make one feel as if they were standing on the clouds.

When Ye Guan arrived at Wendao Peak, a considerable number of inner sect disciples had already gathered there. He glanced around and saw dozens of them, both male and female. They were all young and full of vigor.

"Senior Disciple Mujin is here!" someone exclaimed.

Ye Guan turned and saw a young man in a white robe. He was An Mujin!

A group of young swordsmen immediately rushed over to him, openly flattering him.

An Mujin was from the An Clan, after all. The An Clan was no longer an ordinary clan, especially since An Qinghan was the main representative of the Guanxuan Academy's Martial Department. An Qinghan was also a god-like existence to these disciples.

An Mujin graciously responded to each flattery.

When An Mujin spotted Ye Guan, he paused for a moment, then walked slowly over to him and said, "Brother Ye, we meet again."

Seeing An Mujin take the initiative to greet Ye Guan, several swordsmen in the crowd were taken aback, and they glanced curiously at Ye Guan. When they realized that he was just a Xiantian Realm cultivator, they were stunned.

Was he really an inner sect disciple?

Ye Guan smiled back and replied, "Brother An."

An Mujin asked, "Did you pass the Sword Tower trials to enter the inner sect?"

Ye Guan nodded.

A strange light flickered in An Mujin's eyes.

Ye Guan added, "I'm ashamed to say that I only passed the third floor."

An Mujin was momentarily taken aback, and then he leaned closer to Ye Guan before asking, "Brother Ye, I haven't asked any questions. Why are you so honest?"

"

Hahaha!

" Ye Guan laughed heartily. This generation of youngsters was not simple at all.

An Mujin looked at him and laughed as well.

Just then, someone suddenly yelled, "Representative Yu is here!"

Representative Yu?

Ye Guan looked up to see a lady in a white robe. He was shocked. She was the same ice-cold lady whom he had encountered deep in the mountains.

Why is it her?

He could feel a headache coming on.

Upon seeing Yu Ning, the swordsmen in the crowd stood at attention, and their eyes were filled with excitement.

Yu Ning was the Representative of the Qingzhou Sword Sect, and she was also a direct disciple of the Sect Master. Most importantly, she was an extraordinary beauty.

Yu Ning walked up to the stone platform, glanced at the crowd, and said, "Sit."

After she sat down, everyone quickly settled into a cross-legged position.

Yu Ning said, "Today's lesson is about sword intent. Sword intent is born from one's will, which means that it stems from one's determination..."

Yu Ning spoke earnestly, and the swordsmen below listened intently to her.

Sword intent was undoubtedly very important for swordsmen, as it would determine their upper limit and overall combat prowess. Sword intent represented a swordsman's willpower.

Ye Guan was also listening attentively. Yu Ning's words were pretty good. At least, they suited the young swordsmen here.

Yu Ning commanded, "Release your sword intent."

The swordsmen released their sword intent.

An Mujin's sword intent was the strongest, and the aura of his Sword Dao was also the most powerful, belonging to the Sword Emperor Realm. He stood out like a crane among chickens.

How about Ye Guan? He had no sword intent! Well, he technically had a sword intent, but he'd surely attract trouble if he were to do that. After all, his sword intent was the Invincible Sword Intent.

Yu Ning glanced at An Mujin's sword intent and then looked at another young man among them before saying, "An Mujin, Fu Ji, step forward."

An Mujin walked out.

A young swordsman from the back row stepped forward. He appeared to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he was tall and slender, but he looked somewhat nervous. His face was slightly pale.

Yu Ning looked at both of them and said, "Release your sword intent."

An Mujin immediately unleashed his sword intent, which surged forth like a rainbow, and as soon as it appeared, it pressed down on the surrounding sword intents like a king.

Fu Ji hesitated for a moment before releasing his sword intent. However, as soon as it manifested, it immediately retreated back into his body, seemingly intimidated by An Mujin's sword intent.

The crowd of swordsmen burst out into a peal of laughter.

This made Fu Ji even more anxious. He tried to release his sword intent, but it rapidly retreated inside him.

The laughter around him grew louder.

Fu Ji was so nervous that he broke out into a sweat.

Yu Ning frowned and said sternly, "Fu Ji."

Fu Ji started to tremble. He looked at Yu Ning and bowed deeply, stammering, "R-Representative Yu..."

Yu Ning stared at him. "Why is your sword intent so weak?"

Fu Ji was so nervous that he didn't know what to say.

Yu Ning shook her head disapprovingly. "Given your sword intent, you're not even qualified to be an inner sect disciple."

Fu Ji paled immediately, and he knelt down, trembling as he said, "Representative Yu, I-I will work hard. I—"

Some of the swordsmen revealed disdainful looks when Fu Ji knelt on the ground. In their eyes, a swordsman ought to have a backbone, standing firm without bending easily. A swordsman wouldn't kneel so easily.

Yu Ning frowned. Ye Guan walked over to them and helped Fu Ji up with a smile, "Don't be nervous. Representative Yu does not mean anything bad; do not overthink it."

Yu Ning glanced at Ye Guan.

"The inner sect holds assessments every two weeks. If he fails, he will be dismissed. Based on his sword intent, he likely won't pass the assessments, and his sword intent also doesn't meet the standards for an inner sect disciple."

Yu Ning then stared at Fu Ji and said sharply, "How did you get into the inner sect?"

Fu Ji stuttered, "T-through the assessment."

Yu Ning's brows furrowed even more. "Inner sect elder!"

An elderly man appeared. He nodded respectfully and greeted, "Representative Yu."

Yu Ning asked, "Did he pass the assessment?"

The inner sect elder's expression changed slightly upon seeing Fu Ji. He hesitated as he said, "Yes, he passed the assessment, but..."

"But what?"

"He was rather lucky. On the day of the assessment, there was an issue with the assessment array, which caused a malfunction with the swordsman puppet. By the time we noticed, he had already been accepted as an inner sect disciple, so..."

The swordsmen nearby nodded at once. This guy had actually gotten lucky to become an inner sect disciple.

Fu Ji felt deeply embarrassed and wished he could disappear. More than that, he was utterly terrified of being dismissed.

After hearing the inner sect elder's explanation, Yu Ning was clearly displeased. "How could such an oversight occur within the inner sect?"

"It was our fault," the elder hurriedly replied, "We've made the necessary changes to ensure that such mistakes won't happen ever again."

Yu Ning looked at Fu Ji.

Fu Ji was pale as a sheet, and it seemed like he was about to kneel once more.

However, Ye Guan held him up and turned to Yu Ning with a smile. "Representative Yu, the malfunction is clearly not his fault. Since there's an assessment every two weeks, how about we just let him take the next assessment? He'll be dismissed if he fails. What do you think?"

Yu Ning stared deeply at Ye Guan. After a brief silence, she said, "Fine. If he fails the assessment in two weeks, then he'll be dismissed."

Ye Guan nodded and looked at Fu Ji with an encouraging smile. "Looks like you'll need to put in some extra effort."

Fu Ji bowed deeply to Ye Guan, and his voice was filled with gratitude. "Thank you, brother."

Just then, Yu Ning turned to Ye Guan and asked, "Where's your sword intent?"

Ye Guan replied, "I haven't grasped it yet."

The swordsmen were stunned. He hadn't grasped it yet?

An Mujin was also surprised. "Really?"

Ye Guan smiled. "Yes."

An Mujin looked puzzled.

Yu Ning stared deeply at Ye Guan. "Have you truly not grasped sword intent yet, or are you simply unwilling to reveal it?"

Ye Guan just smiled.

A few moments later, Yu Ning announced, "Class dismissed!"

Then, she turned around and left.

Once she was gone, An Mujin looked at Ye Guan with a smile. "Brother Ye, let's catch up later."

With that, he walked away, followed by several other swordsmen.

Soon, only Ye Guan and Fu Ji remained in the area. Fu Ji bowed deeply to Ye Guan again and said, "Brother Ye, thank... thank you!"

Ye Guan looked at him and smiled. "I think your sword intent actually has potential, but it lacks firmness. Why is that?"

Fu Ji was taken aback, and then he shook his head without replying.

Just as Ye Guan was about to speak again, an elder appeared.

"Fu Ji, your family has come to see you," said the elder while staring at Fu Ji.

A glimmer of happiness appeared in Fu Ji's eyes. He bowed again to Ye Guan and said, "Brother Ye, I-I'll take my leave now."

With that, he turned around and disappeared into the distance.