Under One Person: The Seeker of the Dao in the Lü Family

Chapter 96 Sword Immortal Lü Qian, using a wooden sword to slay demons from within and without, arri

At the border of North China and Northwest China, in a Quanxing stronghold, the Quanxing demons, who were originally indulging in sensual pleasures, are being subjected to a bloodbath.

They stared in horror at the sword-wielding Taoist priest who walked in through the split gate, their pupils trembling.

"I, Lü Qian, borrow your lives today to accumulate merit for myself!"

Lu Qian stood at the doorway, holding a sword in his right hand with the hilt and the tip pointing diagonally to the ground, while his left hand was behind his back.

The bright moonlight fell on the wooden sword, and it seemed as if an invisible, formless, and eerie cold light emanated from the sword.

The cold light was even more piercing than the chilling wind blowing in from outside the gate, causing the Quanxing demons facing the Taoist priest to tremble with fear.

"No...No Way...Ultimate Law...Demon Lord?"

Before the Quanxing members could recover from the Taoist's sudden arrival, the Taoist, who had just entered the hideout, began chanting incantations on his own.

"Thick eyebrows, upright posture, words like thunder; upon hearing of injustice, he sets down his cup."

As the chanting began, the Taoist priest vanished from his spot in the blink of an eye. His voice boomed like thunder, stunning all the Quanxing demons present.

In the blink of an eye, a sharp sword aura rose out of thin air and swiftly slashed towards the Quanxing demon.

"what!"

A flash of cold light disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving behind a trail of flying heads and splattered blood. Amidst screams, the lives of the demons were used by the Taoist to accumulate merit.

"Run!"

"With sword in hand, I journey a thousand miles across the sky; I bid farewell at the first watch and return at the second."

Lu Qian, sword in hand, walked through the crowd to the innermost part. With his back to everyone, he maintained his calm demeanor, with the tip of his sword pointing to the ground in his right hand and his left hand behind his back.

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the peach wood sword in his right hand behind him, and made a sword incantation with his left hand. The wooden sword, which was flying in the air, seemed to be under control and hung in the void above his head.

The wooden sword had a dark exterior, but the blade seemed to emit a faint golden light, making it very conspicuous in the pitch-black night.

Lu Qian turned around and flicked his sleeve, sending the golden wooden sword hanging above his head hurtling towards the Quanxing demon rushing towards the door.

The doorway was about twenty steps away from Lü Qian. A flash of golden light made the long distance seem like a mere foot. The golden wooden sword pierced through the heads of the Quanxing demons along the way and arrived at the entrance.

The golden light flashed again, and the wooden sword turned and swung fiercely, unleashing a sharp and powerful sword aura that beheaded all the demons surrounding it.

"Kill this little Taoist priest!"

Knowing there was no way out, the Quanxing demons turned around and, forcing themselves to be brave, glared fiercely at Lü Qian, who stood calmly with his hands behind his back inside.

They gritted their teeth and unleashed all sorts of methods, launching various hidden weapons and bursts of Qi towards Lü Qian.

Faced with the various attacks coming at him and the Quanxing demons rushing towards him, Lü Qian remained unmoved, still maintaining a calm and composed demeanor.

He lifted his right foot and gently stepped to the side, as if treading on water, but ripples like water waves actually formed in the void.

The ripples beneath Lü Qian's feet spread rapidly through the void, instantly expanding to a radius of seven feet.

"Splash splash splash..."

It sounded as if real waves were surging and overlapping in the air. As the ripples spread, the water waves in the void did not dissipate, but instead really overlapped, one wave higher than the next, one layer stronger than the next.

The layers upon layers of waves absorbed all the oncoming attacks, dissolving and transforming them in the surging currents, turning them into the power of the waves and making them rise even higher.

"With bushy eyebrows and a fierce spirit, he leaps into the air, soaring ten thousand miles into the sky."

The chanting resumed, and the Taoist priest, amidst the waves, strode and darted through the void.

The Taoist priest tumbled and treaded on the waves, like a dragon playing in the sea, making the already surging waves even more violent.

The surging water directly submerged all the Quanxing demons present.

The flowing water, both gentle and strong, was like a swamp, and all the demons present were trapped in it, unable to extricate themselves, as if all their strength had been drained away by the water.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The roar of the waves echoed throughout the entire hideout, and the massive tide, carrying the power of mountains and seas, pressed down fiercely on the Quanxing demons below.

"boom!"

The floor was crushed to pieces by the force, and the demons were as if they had been rolled into a giant millstone at full power, their flesh and blood being pulverized.

In the crevices of the ruins, bright red blood mixed with various fragments slowly flowed, creating a very bloody scene.

The concrete structure was also shaken by this powerful attack, with cracks appearing in the walls, revealing the bricks and steel bars inside.

"With a three-foot sword in its sheath on my back, I stand up for Heaven and to show justice to the righteous."

The Taoist priest, who could manipulate the waves, stepped out of the void and appeared outside the entrance hall, standing with his back to it.

He raised his sword finger and waved it. The wooden sword that had been hanging in front of the gate like a treasure sword to protect the house shone with golden light again and flew into his hand from behind, gleaming coldly in the dim moonlight.

With the wooden sword in hand, the Taoist turned his back and slashed backward. Golden sword energy was generated out of thin air as the wooden sword was swung, drawing a three-foot-long sword aura through the void.

The sword energy danced, expanding to three zhang in the blink of an eye, and slashed towards the building behind the Taoist.

"boom!"

The deafening roar of collapsing buildings suddenly erupted, instantly filling the air with dust and smoke, and the resulting gust of wind swept past the Taoist priest standing with his back turned in front of him.

The Taoist priest twisted his wrist, so that the hilt of the sword was facing down and the tip was pointing upwards, and smoothly carried the wooden sword behind his back.

A strong wind blew, like a gentle spring breeze, lifting the hem of his robe and a few strands of hair on his forehead.

"Today's merits are complete."

As he spoke, Lü Qian picked up the wooden sword again and took the bundle from under the streetlamp and carried it on his back.

Bathed in the moonlight and darkness, he continued walking westward.

……

Carrying a peach wood sword, Lü Qian set off from the Great Chunyang Palace, continuing his cultivation and vanquishing demons along the way.

He braved the howling northwest wind and headed west, his destination the last of the three ancestral temples of the Quanzhen School—Chongyang Wanshou Palace.

It is now deep winter, with howling winds and loess exposed on the northwestern land, covered by thick snow, but soon spring will come again.

Winter goes and spring comes, another year goes, and another year comes.

Whenever Lü Qian passed through a city, he would spend two or three days there, using the information provided by Xiao Zhan to identify and kill the Quanxing demons within.

Now, more than half a year has passed since he descended the mountain, and his reputation has become increasingly prominent thanks to the promotion of the Quanxing demons.

The title "True Martial Demon Lord" is no longer sufficient to describe his cruelty and ruthlessness; many people call him "The Unprincipled and Ultimate Demon Lord."

Recently, because Lu Zu taught him swordsmanship, the peach wood sword has been used to kill all the demons he has slain, leaving them decapitated. Many demons have also called him the "Corpse-Shattering Sword Demon".

Lu Qian neither confirmed nor denied these rumors. He was the True Martial Demon Lord, the Daoless Ultimate Law Demon Lord, and the Corpse-Shattering Sword Demon... but he was still himself.

As Lü Qian walked this path, his Dao heart became increasingly clear and lucid. As he swung his sword outwards, he also wielded it against his own body and mind.

Each swing of the sword not only slays the demons and monsters outside, but also the three evil spirits and six thieves within oneself.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, spring has arrived. The desolate mountains and fields of the Northwest are finally inhabited, and people are following the footsteps of spring, sowing seeds and hopes for the coming year.

Having experienced the full spectrum of human nature, Lü Qian had witnessed much of life. Only a glint of light occasionally flashed in the depths of his eyes, like a flickering candle in the wind, its tiny flame swaying.

With Lü Qian's unhurried pace, he finally arrived at the Chongyang Wanshou Palace in early spring.

During the Spring Equinox, day and night are of equal length, and yin and yang are equally divided. In the eyes of Taoism, this day is also the turning point from yin to yang.

At night, Lü Qian sat cross-legged in the Ancestral Hall of Chongyang Palace, and as before, he entered the [Inner Realm].

This time, the situation was similar to when he met Lu Zu at the Chunyang Palace. He did not come to the Chongyang Palace Grotto-heaven, nor did he meet Wang Chongyang, the Patriarch, directly.

When he opened his eyes in the [Inner Landscape], he found himself in a beautiful mountain forest with clear water and lush mountains. He was sitting under a pine tree with a stone platform in front of him.

A Taoist priest dressed in a yellow robe with the Bagua symbol and holding a whisk sat cross-legged on the stone platform.

The Taoist's face seemed to be shrouded in mist, making it difficult for Lü Qian to see clearly, just like Lü Zu when he first started wielding his sword.

Seemingly sensing Lü Qian's confusion, the yellow-robed Taoist waved his whisk at himself.

The mist on his face vanished as the whisk swept across, revealing the Taoist's face, who smiled and looked at Lü Qian opposite him.

"Traveler, can you distinguish them?"

The yellow-robed Taoist on the stone platform had the same face as Lü Qian, just like Lü Zu that night.

Lu Qian looked at the other person's face, which seemed to be a carbon copy of his own, without any surprise. His eyes were filled with thoughts, and the sharp glint in them gradually disappeared.

He calmly bowed to the other person, saying, "Junior Lü Qian of Wudang greets Patriarch Chongyang!"

"I have comprehended the Way of the Celestial Immortals. I thank Master Lü and Patriarch Chongyang for their guidance."