Chapter 41

Under the moonlit night atop the Moonblade Peak, the wind rustled through the treetops, and the silver glow sprinkled down. Countless lanterns floated in the sky, like a myriad of stars, dazzling and captivating.

At this moment, the beauty of the scene was so enchanting that it left one spellbound and unable to control oneself.

Tang Gu stood in a white robe, facing the wind, seemingly lost in another world. Shui Xue was almost entirely covered in a black cloak, her hands clasped together, head tilted back to the sky, her face beneath the white veil devout and beautiful.

On the humble thatched roof, a silver weasel lay on a pile of straw, occasionally twitching its ears, but otherwise motionless, sleeping soundly.

The surroundings were silent, and all was still!

The silver moon was like water, and only the wind would occasionally rustle, making a soft "shh" sound.

But at this moment, from afar, at the foot of the cliff, came a gentle clap. Under the silver moon, a young man in red, carrying a silver sword on his back, slowly walked over.

His figure was graceful, his expression relaxed, as if he were walking in the moonlight. His steps were neither fast nor slow, yet they were extremely swift. At first, he was very far away, but in the next instant, he seemed to have closed the distance significantly, and in the next, he had already reached the base of Moonblade Peak.

"Excellent skills, excellent thoughts. Such a beautiful scene is rare to see in a hundred years, but alas, alas..."

The young man in red smiled, seemingly also entranced by the beauty, but with each word he spoke, an inch of the silver sword on his back was drawn.

By the time he finished speaking, the silver sword was completely out of its sheath, flying into the air. A fierce and terrifying aura suddenly surged, and before he even arrived, the sword tip had already reached.

The tip of the silver sword hung about three inches above his head. As he stepped up to the top of Moonblade Peak, the sword's momentum grew stronger.

The silver sword light, from nothing to something, from faint to intense, and then to a blinding brightness, pointed directly at Tang Gu and Shui Xue standing atop Moonblade Peak.

"Who is there?"

The moment the young man in red spoke his first word, Tang Gu seemed to sense something. He suddenly pulled Shui Xue behind him, protecting her, and opened his eyes, looking down the mountain. Two beams of sword light, like smoke and mist, shot out from his eyes, resembling dragons and snakes.

The young man in red finally reached the top of Moonblade Peak, stopping about ten steps away from the summit. He slowly surveyed Tang Gu, smiled, and said, "Du Family, an unaccomplished disciple, 'Silver Sword' Du Zhongjing, has come to reclaim a secret manual from you!"

"So it's you, one of the top ten disciples of the Inner Court, 'Silver Sword' Du Zhongjing, ranked fifth. You've finally come!"

In an instant, Tang Gu understood, and his expression became very calm: "I was wondering why the Du Family hadn't sent anyone for so long. It turns out it wasn't that no one came, but that they were late!"

"Ha ha!"

Under the big tree, the young man in red stared at Tang Gu and smiled slightly: "It seems you were eagerly awaiting my arrival. Unfortunately, I was in seclusion, practicing a sword technique. It was only today that I succeeded, making you wait for a long time."

"Not long, not long. To wait for a great person like you, any length of time is not long."

"Very well, very well. Enough talk. Since you already know who I am, you must be clear about my intentions. Hand it over!"

"Hand, hand what? Not to mention I've never seen any secret manual of your Du Family, even if I had, I doubt handing it over now would change the outcome."

"Ha ha, you are truly witty!"

The young man in red smiled slightly, but his gaze seemed to turn colder. He looked at Tang Gu calmly and said, "Indeed, whether you hand over the secret manual now or not, the result will be the same. It's just a matter of whether you die easily or painfully. The Du Family's secret manual cannot be passed on to outsiders."

Tang Gu calmly waved his sleeve and said, "If that's the case, why waste words? Let's fight!"

"Fine, but you're asking for it!"

As he spoke, the young man's face suddenly became incredibly fierce. His eyes flashed with silver light, and he took a diagonal step forward. The silver sword above his head suddenly flew up.

"Whoosh!"

At that moment, the entire mountain ridge trembled slightly, the trees swayed continuously, and leaves rustled and fell. The seemingly unremarkable silver longsword above the young man's head suddenly transformed into countless sword lights, rushing forward with a brilliant glow.

"Since you refuse to hand it over, I'll take it from your corpse. Thirteen Silver Sword Techniques, Shock!"

On the opposite side, as Du Zhongjing's sword light approached, Tang Gu's eyes suddenly narrowed. Although he had anticipated Du Zhongjing's strength, he hadn't expected it to be so formidable.

The power of this sword was so great that it shook the mountains and dimmed the sun and moon. The speed of this sword was so fast that it was hard to catch with the naked eye.

"Bad."

He suddenly pushed Shui Xue behind him, sending her dozens of feet away, and then drew his sword, the Dark Cloud Iron Sword flying out of its sheath. Tang Gu slashed diagonally.

Infinite purple light formed rings, layer upon layer, endless, colliding with the silver light in mid-air.

The entire space suddenly became void, shattered, and fell into chaos, then returned to calm. Tang Gu's feet sank about three feet into the ground, and a streak of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, bright and vivid.

He stared at the young man in red in disbelief and said hoarsely, "Sword Technique Mastery?"

"Indeed, you have some discernment. If it weren't for the imminent breakthrough of this sword technique, from the peak of the thorough stage to the initial stage of mastery, it would have taken me over a month. I should have come to you on your first day in the Inner Court."

"Enough talk, die!"

"Part!"

The young man in red swung his sword again, and two beams of green light, one long and one short, suddenly flashed on the sword. The two beams of green light slowly rose in the air, one in front and one behind, striking Tang Gu's chest and back.

Tang Gu's eyes flashed with purple light, and he moved his feet slightly, dodging the green light in front of him. With his iron sword, he swung a crescent-shaped silver arc, dispersing the green light behind him.

"You have some skill, I underestimated you. Ordinary Inner Court disciples can't withstand even one of my sword strikes, but that's all you are."

"Thirteen Silver Sword Techniques, Chain!"

With a light shout, the young man's eyes flashed with countless lights. The long sword in his hand also underwent a strange change. Silver sword chains, as if from the end of the void, stretched out, locking onto Tang Gu's entire body.

Seeing this, Tang Gu's eyes narrowed slightly. With his left hand, he thrust out dozens of purple cold lights, and with his right hand, he punched seven times in quick succession.

Where the sword technique reached, the silver sword chains shattered, turning into silver light that dissipated into the sky. Where his right hand struck, the space collapsed, and Tang Gu's punches seemed to embed into the space, all the silver chains being sucked into the void and disappearing.

"First-Class High-Grade, Void-Sinking Fist?"

The young man in red was somewhat surprised, "I didn't expect that. As a new Outer Court disciple entering the Inner Court, you can use such a low-level fist technique to break my sword technique. I admit I underestimated you."

"Then take this, Soft!"

The silver sword in the young man's hand suddenly became extremely soft. When Tang Gu's sword struck, the two swords met, and the silver sword in the young man's hand suddenly seemed unable to withstand the force, bending instantly and circling around, the tip aiming directly at Tang Gu's throat.

"Big Brother Tang!"

Behind him, Shui Xue saw Tang Gu in danger and called out in shock. Even Tang Gu himself was surprised by the strength and uniqueness of the young man's sword technique, something he had never seen or heard of before. With no other choice, he loosened his toes and fell straight to the ground.

"Iron Board Bridge!"

"Ha ha, good move, interesting."

"Split!"

He spoke another word, and the silver sword in the young man's hand straightened with a "clang" and transformed into countless cold lights, directly pointing at Tang Gu's chest.

This time, Tang Gu had no place to dodge. The space on the ground was limited, but at this moment, Tang Gu's figure suddenly flew backward as if weightless, and then, near the small thatched house, it folded again, like a piece of paper instantly straightening.

"Loneliness, Bitterness, Annihilation!"

After failing to defeat Tang Gu, a new Inner Court disciple, with four or five consecutive moves, Du Zhongjing's face turned grim. In an instant, the sword light flickered three times, and three moves were released simultaneously. Three beams of sword light shot out from the silver sword tip.

These three beams of sword light were one lonely and cold, one bitter and long-lasting, and one ruthless and destructive. The three sword techniques, vast and overwhelming, aimed directly at Tang Gu's center.

PS: First update. Apologies to everyone, my computer had a small issue yesterday, and I went to the computer city to get it fixed. It was only fixed in the afternoon, and now I will continue to write the second update.

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