Remould the Glory of Sword Art

The Poh-Lu Horn traversed the river tides, heading towards the golden pillar standing erect like a sword.

The You Hai King, seated at the prow of the ship, squinted his eyes.

The luminescence of the Ruyi Order interwove with the golden light, falling upon him like a new garment.

A cup of wine warmed his belly, and a warmth rose within.

Unbeknownst to him,

he had arrived at the "Ultimate Dao Library," where the jade desk before him turned into a long table surrounded by countless scrolls fluttering in the air, and opposite him sat a Confucian scholar enveloped in golden light.

The turbulent waves were no more.

Chu Lin propped his chin with his hand, his drunken eyes hazy, surveying his surroundings.

Innumerable golden threads surrounded him.

And they also encircled the library.

"Is this, 'fate'?"

The voice of the You Hai King echoed through the library, vibrating the golden threads that trembled nonstop.

"Prince,"

Chen Jingxuan picked up a cup of tea and took a gentle sip, "Fate... is just a name given by the inheritors of the library lineage to certain 'causes and effects.' Mortals are like ants, fate is like clouds; the distance between them cannot be bridged by a single library."

The You Hai King looked at the golden threads, momentarily distracted.

He murmured, "Then, what was it that defeated me?"

"The library, the Daoist World Pavilion, or perhaps... luck."

Chen Jingxuan set down his teacup and said calmly, "Even without me, without Miss Tang, without any obstruction, your defeat was ordained."

The You Hai King froze.

The man sitting opposite him extended his palm.

One in Qing State, the other in the Imperial City, separated by thousands of miles.

But at that moment, only three feet apart.

The Heavenly Destiny Gold Lines, which seemed tranquil as they meandered through the library like the strings of a zither, suddenly exploded en masse, the roaring sound nearly causing the spiritual realm of the Ruyi Order to collapse!

The You Hai King's pupils constricted.

He saw the Confucian scholar, with his temples touched by frost, grasp tens of thousands of golden threads with a single hand!

These threads converged into a sword!

A myriad of brilliant lights erupted—

The majestic surge of gold engulfed him in an instant.

The You Hai King extended his arm to resist, but was overwhelmed and drowned by the power of the Soul Sea unleashed by the Heavenly Destiny Gold Line.

There, he saw a side of Chen Jingxuan, once hailed as the "unparalleled pair," never revealed to the world.

The scholar rose to his feet.

His robes billowed and his sleeves fluttered.

His frost-touched temples were tinged with splendor.

His dark pupils burnt like the scorching sun.

"Even if you truly ascend to become a Yang God, what of it?"

Chen Jingxuan looked down at the You Hai King.

At that moment,

Chu Lin, who specialized in the path of the Divine Soul, felt an unprecedented oppression.

He couldn't believe what he saw in the Confucian scholar... The entire Imperial City knew Chen Jingxuan had a gentle nature, an excellent temperament, and was loath to kill.

But who had ever seen this side of Chen Jingxuan?

The next moment, the golden radiance scattered.

The young scholar sat down again, still with that transcendent air and flyaway hair at his temples, but now he had become approachable, someone who made others feel close.

Chen Jingxuan personally poured another cup of tea for Chu Lin.

The You Hai King remained stunned before the desk, not knowing what to say.

"Beihai Ling has no [Dao Pen], and even if it did exist and you got hold of it, you couldn't kill her."

Chen Jingxuan shook his head, "The task you wanted to undertake was doomed to fail from the start..."

The You Hai King's mind was a blank.

"Don't you understand? Apart from the eight hundred-mile ban in Qing State, the Imperial City has made no further moves."

Chen Jingxuan said, "Perhaps in her view, she would rather your 'Blood Refining' really succeeded."

Chu Lin looked bewildered, confused.

He could not comprehend the meaning of Chen Jingxuan's words.

The Little National Master shook his head, not explaining too much—

None of it mattered anymore.

This meeting with Chen Jingxuan in the Ruyi Order was for Chu Lin to "lose clearly."

The few words from the Little National Master

indeed unraveled some of the knots in his heart.

But, there was still something he wanted to say.

"I'm not reconciled..."

Chu Lin looked at Chen Jingxuan, gritting his teeth, "You know better than anyone the plight of Da Chu, and you care about Da Chu more than anyone else. So why did you not act?"

Chen Jingxuan was silent.

"Prince, Jingxuan knows his own limitations... Some things can be done, others cannot."

The scholar lifted his teacup, slowly raising it and said, "There's no use in saying more. At least now, you can leave with dignity."

With this cup downed,

The golden glow of the Ultimate Dao Library began to flicker.

The scenery around the You Hai King began to shift.

"Dignity..."

"Dignity..."

Chu Lin extended his hand, leaving the illusory dream and returning to reality, immediately grabbing a wine jar and gulping it down.

The wine spilled over, drenching his python robe.

The You Hai King tossed the Ruyi Order away and laughed loudly.

The Sky-reaching Vine boat bobbed with the waves, while Tang Fengshu reached out to catch the Token.

The next moment.

The Master of World Pavilion suddenly frowned, Tang Fengshu stepped forward, whipped out his horsetail whisk, and a myriad of silver threads cascaded like a waterfall, fanning out in front of the wooden boat like a silver screen!

Boom!!!

The Poh-Lu Horn, tumbling towards the North Sea with the rolling river tide, suddenly emitted an earth-shattering, intense boom.

The You Hai King ignited his Primordial Energy and Divine Soul.

A peak Yin God chose to end with self-destruction—

The iron ship exploded.

Ten thousand tons of river water were blown into the air.

Ye Qinglian and Jiang Qihu both felt a tremor, both looking incredulously towards the direction of the explosion, the entire riverine world became blurry in that instant! The silver screen Tang Fengshu had extended in advance suffered intense impacts, shredding much of the horsetail whisk's silver threads, and even with such a blockage, the Sky-reaching Vine still sustained considerable damage!