"Swoosh!"
Blood splattered!
A young figure, like a streak of light, shot out from the woods, then fell to the ground as if powerless, and then rolled forward, as if trying to flee ahead.
Ahead, the Jiang River surged, its waves turbulent and unfathomable, spanning thousands of feet at a glance!
Perhaps…
He only needed to plunge into the river to completely escape the danger.
However, he had already exhausted all his strength shooting out from the woods, and fell down without any energy left.
The river of escape was within reach.
"Swoosh!"
The trees shook.
A cold light flashed.
Two men and a woman, without distinction, simultaneously rushed out from the woods in a fan-shaped formation, instantly surrounding the young man.
"He's finally dead."
Among the three, a young man in the lead showed a hint of coldness on his face: "Lu Qinghe, what kind of thing are you? What qualifications do you have to fight with me, Bei Hanzhen? A bastard born from a servant girl at the Snow Sword Villa. How can your status and position compare with this little prince of mine? You should have lived leisurely as the second person in your Clear Source Academy with the hundred gold coins I gave you back then. What a pity that you insisted on vying for the title of the top swordsman at Clear Source Academy. Now it's all useless."
"Young Master Bei Hanzhen, what you said is absolutely right. Lu Qinghe is indeed too ignorant. He brought his current fate upon himself," the pretty and lovely girl beside Bei Hanzhen said, smiling in agreement.
"Young Master, we are currently in the assessment stage of competing for the admission quota of the North Moon Royal Swordsmanship Academy. We must quickly dispose of this man to avoid any further complications," a slightly older man behind the young man said in a deep voice.
This man was the protector of Bei Hanzhen, a young powerhouse surnamed Bei, bestowed by the royal family—Bei Zhenhuang.
"Humph, even though Bei Zhenhuang has already disabled his meridians, I, Bei Hanzhen, won't be so kind as to spare his life. Go, Suyue, and kill him."
"Yes, Young Master Bei Hanzhen."
The woman named Suyue responded with a charming voice, lifting her sword and approaching the increasingly vigorous figure of Lu Qinghe.
At this moment, if someone were to look up at the sky and observe the stars, they would notice that several stars in the void were connected in a line, shining brightly.
As these stars shone, Lu Qinghe, who had already fallen to the ground and was already as weak as a strand of hair, suddenly shook and unexpectedly opened his eyes.
"Huh!? You bastard, you dare to play dead? Since you want to play dead, I'll grant your wish and send you to your death!"
Seeing Lu Qinghe opening his eyes again, Suyue's pretty face immediately showed a hint of deceived anger, and the sharp sword in her hand instantly stabbed downward.
"Huh!?"
As the sword stabbed, a cold light flashed in Lu Qinghe's eyes, and in an instant, he was about to strike back with the sword.
However, at the moment when he was about to counterattack, a tearing pain spread throughout his body, causing his counterattack to come to an abrupt halt.
"My meridians..."
In an instant, "Lu Qinghe" had sensed the severe injuries on his body.
Meridians severed.
Seeing Su Yue's sword falling, a glint flashed in Lu Qinghe's eyes, blood at the corner of his mouth, like an arrow leaving the bow, shot toward Su Yue!
"Bang!"
Metal reverberated!
Su Yue hastily raised her sword to block, feeling a strong tremor in her hand, her hair flying, her body involuntarily retreating three steps!
Lu Qinghe, with severed meridians and depleted true qi, was actually able to force back Su Yue, one of the top ten elite students of Qīngyuán Academy?
"Huh!? At this moment, still struggling on the brink of death?"
Běi Zhēnhuáng glanced at the fiercely determined Lu Qinghe.
It had to be admitted that this student's fighting spirit was beyond what Běi Zhēn could compare with. Without his assistance, the title of top swordsman of Qīngyuán Academy would belong to him.
However...
"Unfortunately, you have offended our young lord. Therefore, no matter how strong your will to survive is, the outcome will still be the same, death!"
An astonished glint flashed in Běi Zhēn's eyes, and with his steel sword in hand, he aggressively struck out, causing a surge of true qi that stirred up the ground, raising dust and rocks.
"Break!"
Ignoring the tearing pain in his body, Lu Qinghe, with a low shout, thrust his sword through the air, the blade flashing like a shooting star.
"Star Piercer!"
"Bang!"
Firelight burst forth.
Běi Zhēn's steel sword clashed head-on with Lu Qinghe's sword, creating a deafening explosion.
"Having severed meridians, to still display such swordsmanship?"
Běi Zhēn was filled with dread.
The sudden outburst of Lu Qinghe's sword technique just now was no weaker than the full power strike of a Refined Realm Second Tier expert.
His comprehension of swordsmanship alone qualified Lu Qinghe as a top-tier genius.
However...
What he didn't know was that the current Lu Qinghe was no longer the same as before.
Occupying Lu Qinghe's body at the moment was an unparalleled swordsman from Earth, who possessed the mythical and legendary sword art — Ye Qingfeng.
Earth was already in the Dharma Ending Era, with the refinement of essence into qi reaching its peak.
Yearning for truth and enlightenment, Ye Qingfeng risked his life, unleashing all the potential within him and forcibly breaking through the realm of refining qi into spiritual energy. Then, using the Nine Stars Connector, he instantly fused his primordial spirit with the star power, crossing the starry sea in an explosion of star power, traversing endless space, and arriving in this world.
Yet, he didn't expect that, after searching so hard for a body that suited his soul before his primordial spirit power was exhausted, he found himself inhabiting a body with severed meridians, seriously injured, and now in critical condition.
Exhausted from traversing the starry sea, his primordial spirit was on the brink of annihilation, and if it were to fall again, he would truly die, his soul dispersing into nothingness.
Hence...
He could not die!
After crossing the starry sea to arrive in a world with primordial qi and practitioners, the gates to truth and enlightenment were already wide open to him. No matter what, he could not die here.
"Lu Qinghe!? At this moment, I am Lu Qinghe."
In a clash of swords, Lu Qinghe understood the terror of Běi Zhēn, and without considering the pain of his severed meridians, he hastily retreated.
"Lu Qinghe! You still won't die like this?"
Běi Zhēn, looking at the still resisting Lu Qinghe, felt that in comparison, he was no match for this young man. He became ferocious, his eyes filled with ferocity, "Stop him! Běi Zhēn, stop him for me! I want to make him kneel and beg for mercy in front of me, and then I will personally dismember him!"
"Phoenix Dance in the Sky!"
Receiving the command, Běi Zhēn's eyes were filled with killing intent as he thrust out with his long sword, instantly enveloping Lu Qinghe's body with a sky full of sword shadows.
"Star from beyond the heavens!"
With a long roar, Lu Qinghe's sword shot out, piercing through the sky with countless sword shadows, each one dazzling and mesmerizing, but filled with boundless killing intent.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Along with a series of gasps, there rang out twelve consecutive sounds. In the span of half a breath, Lu Qinghe unleashed twelve swords, completely shattering Běi Zhēn's Phoenix Dance in the Sky.
"North Realm, you are the first person I have recorded!"
Unleashing his utmost potential to break through the Phoenix Dance in the Sky, Lu Qinghe shouted sternly, blood filling his mouth, and swiftly flew backwards along the river at an extraordinary speed in a rush of blood.
His heart was icy.
Běi Zhēn!
On the first day of arriving in this world, he was forced to such a degree by this person.
"Suyue! Stop him!" North Hazhen was roaring.
As the son of the Black Dragon King, he was restricted everywhere in the small town of Qingyuan. Now, he couldn't even kill a student from Qingyuan Academy. If this news spread, it would be embarrassing for him!
How could he still have the face to go to the ancient city of Wangdu?
"Lu Qinghe!" Suyue shouted, raising her sword horizontally.
However, at this moment, Lu Qinghe was desperately seeking survival. Even with his meridians severed, how could he be stopped by an elite student of Qingyuan Academy?
"Die!"
A flash of sword light, like a cold moon and a frosty star, tore through the void.
"Bang!"
The sword edge passed by Suyue's fair jade neck, sweeping her head into the void.
Blood splattered all around.
"Plunk!"
The next moment, Lu Qinghe's figure fell into the river...
In the blink of an eye, he disappeared with the rolling river.
"Damn it! Lu Qinghe! You can't escape!"
...
Dimly, Lu Qinghe could still hear the angry roar of North Hazhen.
"Gurgle!"
The waves surged, and with a surge of dark vortex, Lu Qinghe was instantly swept into the riverbed.
At the bottom of the river, the boundary of heaven and earth blurred, and even if he struggled upstream, it was extremely difficult to emerge.
If it had been the previous Lu Qinghe, under such injuries, falling into the river, he would have no chance to survive.
But now...
Under his mental control, the potential in Lu Qinghe's body was fully aroused. Spirit and energy merged, essence and spirit resonated, his heart beat strongly, driving the blood circulation and the whole body, making his slightly cold body extremely hot for a moment.
"Roar!"
With Lu Qinghe's thunderous shout, even underwater, he temporarily shattered the surrounding river water.
He forcefully spewed out the turbid water and stagnant blood, like water arrows shooting out, piercing through a half-meter long knife fish three meters away.
Expelling the impurities and stagnant blood from his body, Lu Qinghe closed his mouth, controlled the energy flow in his seven orifices, blocked the backflow of the river water, and sensed the trajectory of the dark vortex as he slowly floated up, finally resurfacing after a while.
The surface of the Source River was vast. Once Lu Qinghe emerged, he was already at the other end of the river. Although North Hazhen and the others wanted to completely destroy him, they were powerless from the opposite side of the river.
After reaching the riverbank, Lu Qinghe did not return to Qingyuan Academy, but went back to his residence.
Although North Hazhen was overbearing and domineering, he still couldn't be all-powerful in Qingyuan City. At least he didn't dare to make a move against him in public.
"Severe injuries, meridians severed, to heal and rebuild the meridians, I need to purchase the Unified Spirit Pill at least," Lu Qinghe sensed his own body.
His meridians were all shaken and severed by North Hazhen, making it impossible for him to transport true energy, which was almost the same as cutting off his path of cultivation.
Therefore, recovering from the injuries became his top priority.
Snow Sword Villa...
He let the information spread, but he didn't think that Snow Sword Villa would be willing to produce the Unified Spirit Pill to heal his injuries.
"The Unified Spirit Pill is worth a fortune..."
Lu Qinghe fell silent.
Gathering a fortune was extremely difficult.
But...
At this moment, he, Lu Qinghe, formerly known as Ye Qingfeng, pushed open the door of truth for cultivation, crossed the starry sky from the end of the post-law era on Earth, and landed in this world. The process was more than just a matter of life and death!
He couldn't let the truth be hidden.
In the post-law era, he couldn't stop moving forward.
In the vast starry sky, nothing could prevent him from seeking the truth and the way.
Moreover, the current injuries were nothing.
The Unified Spirit Pill is worth a fortune.
As long as he can reopen the door of cultivation, even if he misses half of his life, he will have no regrets in his heart.
"My original cultivation was at the peak of the Triple Refined True Domain. It was not a problem to work as a teaching assistant at the Swordsman's Guild, and earning ten gold coins a month was not a big deal, but now, with my meridians severed, even if I have exquisite sword skills, in this world where true energy determines everything, I'm afraid the Swordsman's Guild won't be willing to take me in..."
Lu Qinghe pondered for a moment.
Eventually, his attention landed on arithmetic.
Originally, Lu Qinghe, an aficionado of arithmetic, was quite proficient in it and even served as the vice president of the arithmetic society.
The arithmetic society made profits by solving arithmetic problems for people.
Furthermore, arithmetic and swordsmanship were unrelated, which could lower Bei Zhenzhen's vigilance against himself.
At this point, he did not have the strength to confront Bei Zhenzhen.
"Bei Zhenzhen, Bei Zhenfeng..."
Lu Qinghe silently repeated these two names.