Holding the Sword to Carry Away Senior Sister (Transmigration) - Chapter 11

Before seeing Bai Yueli with her own eyes, Fu Yan had always felt that the descriptions in the original novel were too exaggerated. Now, she had to admit the truth.

Bai Yueli, one of the female leads, was indeed so beautiful it was startling—especially that cold, clean aura of hers, which truly lived up to the novel’s line: “bright and pure as the moon.”

By the time Fu Yan, tucked away in her corner, finally snapped out of her daze, Bai Yueli had already slowly stepped onto the arena. She raised her eyes to look at her opponent, Yu Heng, and gave a slight nod as a greeting. Her face remained devoid of any extra expression.

“Junior Sister Yueli,” Yu Heng greeted her with a smile.

Although he had been suppressed by Bai Yueli for the past two years, and despite his constant desire to seize the Rank 1 spot in the inner sect, looking at the cold, white-clad beauty before him still made his soul stir.

But he wasn’t in a hurry. Bai Yueli would be his sooner or later.

Thinking of this, a flicker of a lecherous smile passed through Yu Heng’s warm eyes. He seemed to have already imagined what Bai Yueli would look like beneath him; that taste would surely be bone-melting.

“Two months since we last met, Junior Sister Yueli’s strength must have improved. There’s a little over a month until our Inner Sect Ranking Tournament, so today, let’s just have a simple spar,” Yu Heng spoke, his voice full of pleasant smiles.

Bai Yueli nodded, her expression still flat as she said simply, “Begin.”

Yu Heng disliked the way Bai Yueli looked at him as if he were completely beneath her notice. Now that he was also at the Late Opening Light Stage, he naturally wanted to crush her, though he didn’t let his true feelings show on his face.

“Then please grant me your guidance, Junior Sister Yueli,” Yu Heng said, acting the part of a refined gentleman as he bowed politely toward her.

Bai Yueli responded: “Please.”

At that moment, everyone in the audience stands perked up. They had been looking forward to this fight for a long time.

“It’s starting! It’s starting!”

As someone shouted excitedly, the two figures on the stage—who had just been acting so respectfully—moved in a flash.

Yu Heng struck first, a palm strike aimed straight at Bai Yueli. She dodged it with ease, leaving behind only a void-like afterimage. Within the span of a single breath, Yu Heng followed up with a backhand punch, but it only kicked up a cloud of dust from the floor.

Bai Yueli was like a ghost on the stage. She moved so fast that all anyone could see was a cluster of white afterimages.

“My god, how can Senior Sister Bai’s speed be this high? I can’t even tell where her real body is; I only see a bunch of shadows.”

“Me too…”

“As expected of Senior Sister Bai. It’s terrifying. At this speed, if it were me, I wouldn’t even have a chance to make one move.”

Fu Yan watched the situation on the field. She wasn’t too shocked, but her gaze was burning. This was a true clash between geniuses. Compared to them, her current strength was nowhere near enough.

“It seems Junior Sister Yueli’s movement technique has become even faster!” Yu Heng had missed his marks, but he wasn’t disappointed. He knew she wouldn’t be easy to handle, though he hadn’t expected her movement skills to have reached such a level of perfection. He hadn’t even managed to touch her clothes.

Bai Yueli replied, “Senior Brother Yu is too kind.”

Yu Heng smiled, but his warm eyes suddenly turned serious. With a twist, he drew a flexible sword from his waist. He gripped the sword in one hand as the True Essence around him surged violently.

The long flexible sword was like an invisible white snake—blurred and ghostly. The sight left the crowd feeling dazed. Soon, Yu Heng’s figure was right in front of Bai Yueli, his flexible sword looking as if it would slice through her waist in the next second.

Bai Yueli’s expression remained calm. In truth, she could have dodged as easily as before, but since this was a spar, there was no point if she just kept avoiding him.

In the next second, Bai Yueli held her Moon-Sway Sword in a reverse grip. She didn’t just block the flexible sword’s attack; she followed the path of the blade, successfully redirecting its momentum.

One must understand that flexible swords are traditionally considered impossible to block or avoid because they can bend freely like a snake, turning back to bite you at any moment. Yet now, the flexible sword was completely out of rhythm because of Bai Yueli.

Yu Heng didn’t dare be careless. He released the hilt and performed a rapid 360-degree mid-air spin. His flexible sword also spun rapidly around the tip of Bai Yueli’s Moon-Sway Sword before eventually landing back firmly in his hand.

Bai Yueli was forced to move with the momentum to avoid the blade’s edge, her body leaning slightly backward.

Seeing this, Yu Heng wasn’t about to miss such a golden opportunity. While she was off-balance, he exploded with True Essence again. His toes tapped the ground lightly as he circled behind her and threw a palm strike.

“My god, is Senior Sister Bai in trouble?”

“Stop talking, I can’t even breathe! But haven’t you noticed? She still hasn’t actually drawn her Moon-Sway Sword from its scabbard.”

As the words fell, Bai Yueli rapidly thrust the Moon-Sway Sword (still sheathed) into the floor. Using the hilt as a pivot, she flipped herself upward. Just as Yu Heng’s palm strike shot out, she had already flipped behind him. Without hesitation, she returned a palm strike of her own.

Yu Heng had no time to dodge. He could only mobilize his True Essence for protection. In an instant, a powerful shockwave exploded between them, kicking up a massive cloud of dust. In the blur, the outsiders could only see two white figures.

“Junior Sister Yueli truly is as formidable as ever. Then, take another strike from my sword!” Yu Heng wasn’t planning on wearing her down move by move. He suddenly condensed his True Essence.

“Snake-Shadow Bamboo Breaker!”

A feeling of immense pressure filled the arena. As the dust settled, Yu Heng leaped high into the air. A powerful blade-light shot toward the sky, seemingly staining the very air.

Sensing the terror of this strike, the disciples below showed expressions of horror.

“What sword technique is that? I can feel that terrifying aura even from here. This strike is too scary; it looks like Senior Sister Bai will have to give it her all.”

“From what I can see, this technique should be at the Human Grade – High Tier.”

“A Human Grade High Tier technique? No wonder it’s so terrifying. If it were me, I wouldn’t have any strength to fight back—I’d just have to wait for death.”

In this world, all techniques and martial skills were divided into grades: Human, Earth, and Heaven, with each further divided into Low, Middle, and High tiers.

The most common skills were Human Grade Low and Middle Tier. High Tier was already quite rare. As for Earth Grade, the entire sect might only possess one. Heaven Grade was the stuff of legends; there might not be a single one in the entire Northern Region.

This strike was indeed terrifying. Remembering the “Striking Thunder Sword” Liu Chuanyuan had used that day, Fu Yan shook her head. If she faced Yu Heng, she would likely have no way out but death. She was still too weak; she had to increase her cultivation as soon as possible.

Watching Yu Heng’s strike, Fu Yan was surprised but not shocked. After all, he was the only son of the Sect Leader; it was natural he would have the best resources.

For some reason, Fu Yan still felt Bai Yueli would win, even if the current situation looked unfavorable. Besides, this was just a spar. She believed both of them had trump cards, but it made little sense to reveal them in a friendly match.

However, Fu Yan had no time to think further, because Bai Yueli finally reached out and drew her Moon-Sway Sword.

Bai Yueli’s right hand lightly gripped the hilt. Faced with Yu Heng’s strike, she didn’t dare be careless and unleashed her own strongest technique—the third layer of the Water Lotus Sword Technique.

“Lotus Rising with Every Step!”

In the next moment, Yu Heng’s unstoppable strike crashed down. Bai Yueli leaped, her white robes fluttering in the wind. Gripping her sword, she met him step by step.

The two sword-lights collided in mid-air. A blinding radiance scattered in all directions, so bright that everyone had to shield their eyes with their sleeves.

As the sound of the explosion faded, the two figures finally reappeared. Both stood perfectly straight on the stage.

“It’s… a draw?”

Someone gasped, and the previously quiet stands immediately erupted into hushed discussions.

However, Yu Heng’s expression was quite ugly. Not because he was injured, but because he had only managed a draw. They were both at the Late Opening Light Stage, but his technique was Human Grade High Tier, while Bai Yueli’s was only Middle Tier. Yet the result was a stalemate.

He found this hard to accept.

Is this the power of the Pure Yin Physique? Yu Heng’s gaze fell on Bai Yueli, his eyes dark and unreadable.

With this, the match came to an end. Although both were hiding their true strength, with the ranking tournament approaching, this was the best possible result.

Since the match was over, there was no need for Fu Yan to stay. While everyone else was still immersed in the battle, she stood up from her corner.

However, just as she turned to leave, something flashed through her mind. In an instant, her face filled with shock. She spun around abruptly.

Her gaze fixed tightly on the Moon-Sway Sword in Bai Yueli’s hand.

Why did that sword look so familiar?

It was as if she had seen it somewhere… very recently.