Chapter 1

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"Outer Disciple Mu Bei, with all meridians shattered and cultivation lost, has no further connection to the path of martial arts and immortality. He is now expelled from the sect, and shall never be allowed to re-enter Qingyun Sword Sect!"

A cold voice echoed throughout the grand hall.

Mu Bei, dressed in a black robe, walked out of the grand hall.

Outside the hall, pavilions and terraces were arranged in neat rows, exuding a grandeur.

"Indeed, he has been expelled from the sect."

"Two years ago, during the Seven Sects' Martial Arts Competition in Northern Commandery, he won first place for the sect; one year ago, he fought fiercely to secure a silver mine for the sect, defeating numerous enemies and winning in a bloodbath; eight months ago, he uncovered a spy from an enemy sect, preventing significant losses for the sect; six months ago..."

"In just two years, he has achieved great feats for the sect multiple times. Who would have thought that, with his meridians shattered and cultivation lost, he would be expelled from the sect in just seven days. This is truly..."

Not far away, some sword sect disciples sighed.

Ignoring these comments, Mu Bei walked out of the sword sect, a slight smile playing on his lips.

His loss of cultivation was real, but his expulsion from the sect was a ruse, a performance he was cooperating with the sect.

Two years ago, he competed with Mi Shaoqin of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect for the top position among the outer disciples of the seven sects, and he won. This made Mi Shaoqin harbor deep resentment towards him, and over the past two years, he had repeatedly sought revenge, but to no avail each time.

Seven days ago, his meridians were completely shattered and his cultivation lost. After some thought, he approached the sect's higher-ups and had them spread this news to Mi Shaoqin, stating that if Mi Shaoqin could provide 100,000 silver taels and 1,000 Peiyuan Pills, the sect would expel him.

Upon learning of this, Mi Shaoqin was naturally more than willing, and he persuaded his grandfather, an elder, to provide the 100,000 silver taels and 1,000 Peiyuan Pills. Subsequently, on this day, Mu Bei received 50,000 silver taels and 500 Peiyuan Pills and cooperated with the sect to be expelled.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, isn't this our top outer disciple, Senior Brother Mu? He was quite formidable not long ago, and it was said he would soon advance to the inner sect. How did he suddenly become a stray dog, expelled from the sect?"

A man in a green robe, with a short sword strapped to his leg, walked over, his face filled with mockery.

Du Kui.

Qingyun Sword Sect, second-ranked outer disciple.

"For the past two years, Du Kui has always been the second-ranked outer disciple, always overshadowed by Mu Bei, and he has harbored deep resentment towards him. Now that Mu Bei has lost his cultivation and been expelled from the sect, Du Kui will surely not let Mu Bei off easily!"

"Indeed!"

Some sword sect disciples whispered.

Mu Bei looked at Du Kui, his eyes filled with amusement.

Meeting his gaze, Du Kui was extremely displeased and sneered, "Do you think you're still the same Mu Bei? No, you're not! Now, you're just a waste! Do you understand what a waste means?"

Mu Bei glanced at him, not bothering to respond, and continued walking.

"Want to leave so easily?" Du Kui blocked Mu Bei's path, a cold smile on his face as he extended his right foot, "The wind and sand are quite strong today, and my shoes are covered in dust. If you want to leave peacefully, you can, but first, you must lick my shoes clean!"

As he spoke, he spat a mouthful of phlegm, which landed right on the tip of his shoe.

"Isn't this a bit too much of an insult?"

"Yes."

Some disciples whispered softly.

Du Kui glared at them coldly, "Shut up, do you want to die?"

Intimidated by Du Kui's strength, the disciples immediately fell silent.

Du Kui smiled smugly, turned his head to look at Mu Bei, and pointed to his shoe, "Start now."

Mu Bei looked at Du Kui, his eyes even more amused.

Du Kui's face darkened, and he said menacingly, "You, a waste, what are you pretending to be profound in front of me? Do you want to...?"

"Slap!"

The sound of a slap echoed loudly, and Mu Bei slapped Du Kui's cheek, cutting off his words and sending him flying several feet away.

This scene left all the sword sect disciples stunned.

"Wasn't he a waste? How did he...?"

The path of cultivation is divided into five major stages: Martial Dao, Yuan Dao, Xuan Dao, Soul Dao, and Immortal Dao.

Among them, Martial Dao is further divided into the Meat Refinement Stage, Bone Forging Stage, Blood Nourishment Stage, Qi Cultivation Stage, Unity Stage, and Transparency Stage, collectively known as the Six Stages of Martial Dao.

Du Kui's cultivation was already at the peak of the Meat Refinement Stage, yet now, he was slapped several feet away by Mu Bei, who had lost all his cultivation!

Du Kui lost a few teeth, half his face was swollen, and he was furious.

He had been slapped in public by Mu Bei!

"I'll kill you!"

Drawing the short sword from his leg, Du Kui, with a fierce expression, lunged at Mu Bei with a vicious and deadly move.

Mu Bei remained calm, reached out, and easily snatched the short sword, pressing it against Du Kui's neck.

Du Kui was both shocked and angry, trying to break free but finding it impossible: "Mu Bei! Let me go!"

"If I were you, I wouldn't be so arrogant right now," Mu Bei said, applying a bit more pressure to the short sword on Du Kui's neck.

Blood immediately seeped out.

Du Kui trembled; his short sword was extremely sharp, and if Mu Bei applied more force, his throat would be cut: "You've been expelled from the sword sect. Killing me would challenge the authority of the sword sect. You... you wouldn't dare!"

"Want to try?"

Mu Bei increased the pressure on the short sword, and the blade instantly cut into the flesh by a third of an inch.

Seven days ago, a nine-colored strange sword descended from the sky, miraculously not damaging his body as it entered his body, instantly destroying all his meridians and causing him to lose his cultivation.

However, it also implanted a special cultivation technique called "One Sword to Rule the World" in his mind.

This technique could be cultivated even with shattered meridians!

In these seven days, he had cultivated this technique, and although his cultivation had not yet recovered, his strength had increased.

Du Kui's face immediately showed fear, afraid that Mu Bei would kill him in a fit of desperation, and he trembled as he begged for mercy: "Senior Brother Mu... I... Junior Brother was wrong! Please show mercy! Show mercy!"

Mu Bei kicked Du Kui in the buttocks, sending him flying several feet away.

At the same time, he casually threw the short sword, which grazed Du Kui's cheek and embedded itself in the large rock behind him.

Du Kui's face now had a bloodstain, his legs trembling, and his crotch was wet with urine.

"Slapped, kicked in the buttocks, and scared to pee his pants..."

"So embarrassing!"

Some disciples whispered to each other.

Mu Bei glanced at Du Kui with disdain and turned to leave.