MTLNOVEL Chapter 135 I Have a Sword That Can Break Through Ten Thousand Armies
Meng Yu hesitated a bit.
Many people saw Meng Yu's hesitation. Two years ago, one of Meng Yu's counselors, upon seeing Meng Yu's dithering and vacillating, even went so far as to point at Meng Yu's nose and berate him, accusing him of being unfit for plotting!
At that time, the Fragrance Cult was on the brink of uprising, and its emissaries were reaching out to Meng Yu with one generous offer after another. More importantly, the Imperial Court was then in a state of crisis.
The beastmen were wreaking havoc on the border, and the border troops could not be redeployed. With a severe shortage of food and all manner of internal obstructions, the counselor told Meng Yu that he had the chance to shape the future of Great Wu and that touching royal authority meant you must advance or die!
Rebellion held a thirty percent chance of success, but doing nothing meant certain death!
But Meng Yu merely let the man scold him pointedly, responding with a bitter smile saying he had witnessed chaos throughout the land and knew the horror of countless deaths, the bloody outcome once war began. So, he couldn't bear to see the common people suffer, preferring to endure some harassment from the Imperial Court.
Yes, indeed, why plunge the Imperial Court into a bloodbath right away, why let the Fragrance Cult smash those prestigious families to smithereens, and why let those people come to plot against Meng Yu if he could not then rightfully lead an uprising and impose justice?
If you save everyone in advance, the superhero gets hanged and cursed, but you bide your time as the villain strips everyone of everything, and when you finally appear, you are the hero!
Thus, Fiery Young Master earned himself the reputation of being soft-hearted and unfit for conspiracy. Those who spoke of him would shake their heads and say that this man... truly was too concerned about his own survival to achieve great things.
"Go on, don't feel constrained because I am here. You're young, and youth should have its vigor. Give it your all. With your sixth layer of Qi Cultivation, you must have some ace cultivation technique hidden away. Bring it out and astound everyone—it's the highest reward for your hard work and sweat."
Bai Qianqian said with a smile from the side. Understanding Meng Yu's various circumstances, she could only sigh at the many sacrifices Meng Yu had made, knowing even she couldn't do as much as he had.
However, she didn't realize that much of Meng Yu's restraint was intended to stage a play for the Moon-Watching Sect, to show them a tragic hero willing to endure humiliation for the sake of the people.
Followers might despise such a dithering and irresponsible person who prioritizes righteousness and kindness, but superiors like it, even to the point of favorably marrying their daughters to him, possibly even multiple daughters...
"But..."
Meng Yu still hesitated. Should he really give it his all?
Would he scare the rabbit away?
Would she just run off?
"Go ahead, don't worry. Even though I'm a Golden Core Ancestor, I won't mock you. Just go ahead and show your strength. Give Su Qingqing a lesson. Hmph, she always thinks that she's the strongest among the young generation. Now, let her broaden her horizons and understand why the flower is so red! Show her how your sixth layer crushes her seventh layer!"
She spoke cheerily, appreciative of this young man's respect for teachers and traditions, his patience without haste to impress, and his caring for his peers without suppressing them. He truly was a rare find.
She really wanted to take him as a disciple, then nurture him and watch him reach Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, and then Nascent Soul, and rely on him in her old age—no one would dare to bully her then...
And then have him hang those bastards up and spank them!
After some thought, Meng Yu nodded.
"Alright, by the way, Real Person Bai, I have actually been hiding my true strength—I've already reached the ninth layer of Qi Cultivation."
He stepped toward the large tree, his presence climbing step by step.
"Everyone, leave the square, not a single person should remain!"
Meng Yu commanded loudly, the young man in his twenties displaying divine-like authority at that moment.
Although everyone was a bit confused, it was their lord's command, and they swiftly moved out, out, and further out.
The square was vast enough to accommodate tens of thousands, extending over a kilometer in all directions, suitable for military parades.
"My fellows."
Meng Yu advanced step by step as if there were invisible stairs in the air.
Su Qingqing danced in the air, ethereal as a fairy, while Meng Yu treaded the void, ascending step by step.
Soon, he stood atop the peach tree, beside a branch adorned with blossoming flowers, where a proud swordsman stood.
This square, built collaboratively by everyone, now had some people's heads hanging from bamboo poles not far away!
Yes, you all lack faith in me.
Yes, I have never once gone all out in the world of Great Wu.
Yes... I think it's time to make a move.
Real Person Bai watched from a distance, stunned. How did this man advance from the sixth to the ninth layer of Qi Cultivation, and why had his Divine Sense become so much more powerful than before?
Liu Qingshuang was filled with anticipation looking at herself, perhaps only she and Wang Fugui knew a fraction of their lord's boundless cultivation, yet even she lacked confidence in herself, having even sent her newly-adult sister to serve her just days ago—just in case, thinking it good to leave a line of descent for their lord?
The turncoat Fang Jue Ying's eyes widened. Su Qingqing's transformation of the peach blossoms had shocked him greatly, but now, Meng Yu's aura, why was it so terrifying?
And everyone around, they were all waiting for that moment to begin. So, let it begin.
With a flip of his hand, a Red Maple Wooden Sword appeared.
The sword was as red as blood, with the hue of autumn maple leaves. Meng Yu suddenly remembered the scenes of slaughtering his way through high school competitions, along with various memories from his past.
The memories associated with the Red Maple Wooden Sword weren't particularly pleasant, much like those of Hongye Prison, where he had to follow many rules.
Thus, he never really liked the Red Maple Wooden Sword, similar to how some people, once they achieve fame and success, never return to their hometown.
But... everything was so strange. You think you've gotten rid of certain things, and yet they still come back to you, just like now, when he inexplicably drew this long sword.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I am delighted that you are here. In the most critical moments, you chose to stand with me. Therefore, I ask you all to witness my sword, the Whirlwind Flame Sword!"
Meng Yu's voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears.
Someone snickered. The name was just too corny. Meng Yu clearly wasn't from a noble lineage. Just look at the unique skills of those major sects: Snow Covers the Four Seas, Embrace the World, Miles of Frozen Land, Fire Phoenix Soaring the Heavens...
"I am a person who remembers kindness and seeks to repay it. If you respect me an inch, I'll respect you a foot. I've done all I could in kindness and justice for the Imperial Court, but how has the Imperial Court treated us?"
Everyone was silent. When the Imperial Court was short on grain last year and the year before, Meng Yu not only sold it at a fair price but even gave the court credit. This allowed the court to calmly mobilize the Border Troops and organize them for battle. At that time, the granaries within his territories were even emptied, and the Imperial Court, seeing this, simply turned around and headed south!
"I've always been curious. The Divine Martial King and the Imperial Court officials, what makes them think they can lord over me and act as they please? Everything they eat and use comes from us. We've even gone hungry to send them food!"
The long sword was placed horizontally at his brow, his fingers grazing over it. One by one, dozens upon dozens, nearly a hundred flames rose up. They were Fire Crows, rising like the Rising Sun.
A thousand years ago, the Great Grandmaster Helian Wancheng alone performed the Heavenly Dipper Seven Stars Formation that normally required seven people, annihilating the Nine Great Sects and becoming invincible.
Seven hundred years ago, the myth of Jianghu, the Qingcheng Sword Immortal, used five Divine Swords to display a Sword Array that intimidated the world, and no one could stand against him.
Three hundred years ago, the Five Peaks Swordsman Xu Kefa, with his forty-eight-pound Titan's Severance Blade, could cleave through a city wall two segments thick. All defenses before him were as nothing but chickens and dogs.
Thirty years ago, Su Qingqing with her single peach blossom, swept across the martial world undefeated!
These were figures who left their names in history, these were the myths of the martial world!
And now...
The Red Maple Wooden Sword vibrated, Fire Crows danced in the air, and the dark skies at this moment seemed as if the sun had risen. Those terrifying beings were circling above everyone's heads.
Each Fire Crow was like a bright little sun!
Not one, not a dozen, but in total eight groups all around him, each group consisting of twelve Fire Crows, totaling ninety-six!
Each Fire Crow was the size of a hawk with wings that spanned five to six meters in breadth when stretched out. They danced in the air around Meng Yu—above him, in front, to the sides, and behind him—covering the sky like a divine miracle!
No, these weren't Fire Crows; they should be called Immortal Phoenixes, or even Fire Phoenixes, as they were the crystallization of energy!
An ordinary person in Jianghu who could project a hen-sized flame was considered a true Innate Expert, and now, around Meng Yu, there were nearly a hundred Fire Crows in formation!
Everything around was incredibly bright, the flames burning fiercely, and then, a wind blew through.
From a Breeze to a Gale, and then to a Hurricane, the wind obeyed Meng Yu's commands, encircling him, and with the wind, the Fire Crows grew ever larger!
A Whirlwind formed around Meng Yu and spiraled upwards, visible for hundreds of miles as it ascended, like boiling magma in a terrifying heavenly phenomenon!
It was as if a ferocious fire dragon was baring its fangs and claws!
Right, when Meng Yu commanded the Fire Crows and the Whirlwind, he directly threw out a hundred barrels of Fuel from his storage ring, to make the flames burn even fiercer and to enhance the visual and auditory effects.
Indeed, the effect was phenomenally impressive!
The onlookers were so frightened they were pissing themselves, the innate fear driving everyone to desperately back away. The fiery whirlwind harbored a terrifying power that scared everybody. What if it suddenly went out of control and swept across everything? What then?
This wasn't Swordsmanship; this was a natural disaster!
But, this was also a sword strike if it came slashing down...
Meng Yu stood proudly on a branch, flames surging towards the sky.
After ten minutes, the flames finally extinguished, but the hot air made it impossible for anyone to approach the plaza. The bluestone tiles had been burnt into a glaze-like state, scorching red like the surface of the sun, and terrifying. And on that blossoming peach tree, someone stood proudly aloft.
I've said that I am invincible under the heavens.
I have a sword that can break through ten thousand troops.
Follow me for riches and honor, for a swift ascent to glory!