Late Night Tales Of The Capital Chapter 72 Conquer Minds Rather Than Destroy Bodies

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The blooming of pear blossom flowers spelled the arrival of fine rain.

Nangong Jie's sword rain exploded and looked like it was about to envelop everything.

Ye Que finally made his move. He s.h.i.+fted his wrist ever so slightly and tapped lightly on the tip of his foot while bending his body. He moved like a burst of wind sticking close to the ground, evading and erasing the sword rain with his Wind-slicing sword style.

He slashed at the edge of the curtain of rain.

Before the Wind-slicing sword style landed, the Th.o.r.n.y Rain was already unleashed. The tip of the sword pierced the dazzling rain formation right in the middle with incredible precision.

There was a real sword lying in the heart of the formation!

Following an ear-piercing sound of friction, Ye Que unleashed the third and fourth sword styles: Crystalized Frost and Scattered Mist. The wind picked up and forcefully spiraled around Nangong Jie's mythical sword. The ruptured True Energy on the body of the sword instantly shattered. The blooming flowers imploded into incomparably sharp petals.

Rather than stopping, Ye Que abruptly picked up speed. He used the fifth sword style Sudden Thunderclap to sweep along the ruptured True Energy in a perfectly straight manner and advanced by several meters. The moment the True Energy scattered its Spiritual Force, the sixth sword style Mountain-crus.h.i.+ng and seventh sword style Water-ceasing immediately imploded the ruptured spiritual energy into half. It happened to slash both sides of Ye Que.

Nangong Jie's illusory sword rain disappeared in a flash and the real sword hovered nakedly in the sky.

When one used Qi to manipulate one's sword, one had speed and long-range attacks as advantages. However, the body of sword was ultimately a mythical one. No matter how nimble it was, it was no match for a sword firmly grasped in one's hand.

Nangong Jie turned his two fingers and swiftly connected with his True Energy. The real but bare sword shook like a leaf. However, the tip of the sword had just risen when Ye Que's sword tapped on it. It moved onto the edge of Nangong Jie's sword, hilt, and finally the end of the blade. Ye Que's sword pressed Nangong Jie's sword to the ground. The eight sword style Cloud-reaching made four spins until Nangong Jie's sword was no longer in the air.

In the split second, Nangong Jie completely lost all traces of his sword in his Spiritual Sea.

Without any hesitation, Ye Que swiftly followed up with the ninth sword style Burning Sun after the Cloud-reaching sword style. Nangong Jie rapidly retreated while hastily unleas.h.i.+ng his Qi-sword. However, every Qi-sword he made was unable to come close within three feet of Ye Que. The Qi-swords were crushed each time through their weakest point: the part where they most easily tremble and become crooked.

Ye Que was like the blazing sun.

Silent.

Irresistible.

Moving at the speed of light.

He arrived in front of Nangong Jie with his sword and slashed the latter's sleeves and shoulders. He even pierced Nangong Jie's collarbones. He crisscrossed his swords and pressed them against Nangong Jie's knee before finally pointing his sword-finger at the back of the latter's head.

The ice-cold sensation returned.

The only difference was that in the spirit sword battle this time, Ye Que was using Nalan Rongruo's Qingqiu Sword.

Right then, Nangong Jie's mythical sword had just reached the ground. He himself no longer dared to transfer even the slightest bit of True Energy to his sword.

After three seconds, a resounding thud was heard as Nangong Jie fell to his knees. Blood trickled down from the corners of his mouth. He was no longer the distinguished gentleman he looked earlier. He was the very picture of misery, though the truth was that he suffered no internal injuries whatsoever. In fact, his True Energy was coursing steadily inside him.

From his arms, shoulders, collarbones, to knees, all of his injuries were external.

Within 10 meters.

Ye Que had used nine sword styles.

What he employed was the nine entry-level sword skills of the Qingqiu Sword Sect: Wind-slicing, Th.o.r.n.y Rain, Crystalized Frost, Scattered Mist, Sudden Thunderclap, Mountain-crus.h.i.+ng, Water-ceasing, Cloud-reaching, Burning Sun. He used exactly nine swords, not one more and not one less. He even performed the sword styles in the exact same sequence as Nalan Rongruo.

The same sword skill performed by two people had produced outcomes that had a world of difference.

Nangong Jie's pupils were filled with puzzlement and anxiety. What exactly had happened in the past few seconds? He was obviously a Starburst Realm expert while his opponent was merely in the Physic Realm. In terms of True Energy, he was clearly superior.

How did his opponent determine and pinpoint his real sword amid the rain so accurately? How did his opponent shatter his sword skill so cleanly? How did his opponent slash his real sword? More importantly, how did his opponent follow his footwork and hit his true body?!

Clearly, his realm was superior!

Clearly, it was a face-to-face confrontation!

Clearly, he was beyond familiar with the nine entry-level sword skills of the Qingqiu Sword Sect!

But why did the outcome turn out so differently? How did he lose? Nangong Jie's face was deathly white and his eyes were filled with worry. Unmoving, he knelt on the ground with his head lowered. It was to the extent where he no longer paid the finger-sword pointed at the back of his brain any mind.

He looked like he had abandoned himself to despair.

"The victor has been determined. I was the one who said I will obey the victor without objection earlier. What can I do? Don't tell me I'm really going to have to beg them for forgiveness! The Young Chamber Lord of the Chamber of the Rainy Duel begging for forgiveness? From Qingqiu Sword Sect disciples to boot? I might as well die. Even if I somehow survive by a fluke, my father will still personally kill me when I return."

Nangong Jie's eyes fluttered shut. He resigned himself to listen to the victor. In a genuine battle of swords, he wouldn't begrudge his opponent for killing him after winning.

"You know what the Qingqiu Sword Sect swordsmans.h.i.+p is now, don't you?" Ye Que patted Nangong Jie's shoulder with the back of his sword. For a Starburst Realm expert like Nangong Jie, his current injuries weren't enough to claim his life.

Nangong Jie frowned. He didn't respond.

"Do you still believe that using swords to manipulate Qi is a laughable idea?" Ye Que patted him on the cheek with his sword.

Nangong Jie continued to keep mum and still.

Sometime later, he finally raised his head. "How did you do it?"

Ye Que was stunned.

"I'm asking you how you did it." Nangong Jie turned his head and stared fixedly at Ye Que. "Have you already broken through the Physic Realm? Am I mistaken?"

Ye Que shrugged. "You're not mistaken. I'm in the Physic Realm."

"You're not using the nine entry-level sword skills of the Qingqiu Sword Sect, are you?" Nangong Jie continued to ask.

Ye Que chuckled. "What you see is what you get. You should be able to tell."

"Then what exactly is the reason?" Nangong Jie was like a child asking a million whys.

"It's simple."

Ye Que's smirk deepened.

"Because using swords to manipulate Qi is the superior method. Because using Qi to manipulate swords is wrong. Because the Qingqiu Sword Sect is orthodox. Because your sect has gone down the wrong path. That's all."

The four reasons essentially boiled down to one answer. Nangong Jie felt like this explanation seemed to have answered all of his confusion but a huge earthquake was taking place in his mind. Even the True Energy inside his body was spiraling into chaos.

"It's my loss!"

The three words finally left Nangong Jie's mouth. His voice was hoa.r.s.e and terribly dispirited.

"It's your loss?"

Ye Que repeated his words. He gave it some thought and then looked at Nangong Jie. "Since you've lost."

"Then scram!"

"Stop bothering us with your presence."

The cold wind carried the splashed water from the waterfall and hit Nangong Jie on the face. It was ice-cold! He stopped kneeling and rose to his feet with great difficulty. A clean freak like him left with even wiping the mud off his clothing and tidying up his messy hair. He walked away with a bent waist and lowered head. From behind, he looked just like an old man.

He hadn't walked far before a voice came from behind him.

"Remember this. I'm called Ye Que. 'Ye' from the word leaf and 'Que' from the idiom 'better to have nothing than substandard choice'."

Silence returned to the scene. In particular, Nalan Rongruo and her fellow Qingqiu Sword Sect disciples had their jaw hanging and eyes rounded. They looked as if they had seen a ghost.

Suddenly, a black shadow floated down from the sky.

It was the young woman riding a goldfish who stopped a hundred meters away from the battle scene. She wore tight black brocade and a head of beautiful jet-black waist-long hair. Her hair cascaded on her back as carefreely as the waterfall. Her bare feet were fair and tender. Her facial features were defined and her eyes were bright, though her gaze was somewhat burning. She was staring at the sword in Ye Que's hand without blinking. Her little tongue was licking her lips as if she had encountered some delicacy.

Another burst of wind brushed past, causing her hair to flutter. Her beauty was so devastating that she could topple nations.

She narrowed her bright eyes as a faint smile appeared on her lips. She pointed to Ye Que's sword. "Your sword is so strange; does it conquer minds or destroy bodies?"

Late Night Tales Of The Capital Chapter 72 Conquer Minds Rather Than Destroy Bodies

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