Supreme Swordsman of the Nine Heavens

Nature’s Laws

Dustfallen Sect teemed with life thanks to Archfiends Qinglong and Baiyuan, Tan Qingquan, Chu Buqu and the other Apotheosis Realm adepts visiting True God. Archfiend Qinglong bowing to Feng Haochen was the best evidence to show how respected the latter truly was. Of course, there was one man who never bowed to Feng Haochen. Nonetheless, willing to set foot on Mount Dustfallen was the most tolerant he had ever been.

“I thought you could stop the crisis,” Ku Mu reproached.

“Didn’t we get through it?” Feng Haochen chuckled.

“You don’t get any credit. You could’ve saved more innocent lives.”

“I thought you understood me.”

“I don’t care to understand you.”

“I can’t protect this city forever. Third Heaven has to go through trials. Most importantly, Mu Yu has to live on. You want Mu Yu to live more than anyone else. Isn’t that right?”

“Hmph… Did you give him an answer he’s satisfied with?”

“Shifu, Dad, I’m right here, you know?” Mu Yu hollered from the banyan tree branch. “Do I get a say?”

“Shut up. Don’t interrupt adults’ conversations,” scolded Ku Mu.

Mu Yu pointed at himself as he looked between the two, dumbfounded.

“Can he beat Divine Executioner?” Ku Mu questioned.

“He’s the only one who can,” Feng Haochen answered with a smile.

“I’m that wicked?” Mu Yu’s eyes wandered back and forth between the two. “Just saying.”

Ku Mu continued, “Because of his chemistry with your sword sprit?”

“No, because of his domain – Universe Ruler. I believe you have already figured out what it’s the equivalent of.”

Ku Mu glanced up at Mu Yu. “He will control all of nature’s laws. He needs time, though.”

“You haven’t forgotten that time is also a rule, have you?”

“Fingertip Flowing Water… It’s not complete, however. Chen Tiandao couldn’t complete it. Had Chen Tiandao chosen to pursue another rule, he would’ve reached Apotheosis Realm far before his departure.”

“The norm is for people to fear death. You’re an outlier.”

Ku Mu thought nothing of the praise, casting his disapproving gaze up to Mu Yu. “Maybe he can use Universe Ruler to learn Fingertip Flowing Water. If he can stand being lonely, he might become the absolute rule. I don’t think he can do it, having said that.”

“Come on. Don’t rain on my parade like that,” Mu Yu lamented.

“In the time it takes you to go cultivate and come back, we would’ve only blinked. To you, in comparison, you would’ve been away from your girl for ten thousand years. I’d like to see you survive that.” Ku Mu sneered.

Mu Yu had no comeback upon hearing “ten thousand years”.

“Don’t worry too much about it. Learn Fingertip Flowing Water first. As for how long you want to train for, that’s up to you. Divine Executioner will be in disbelief when he comes up against Universe Ruler. Your greatest asset now is your ability to have as many domains as this world has to offer. You’ll be able to crush his domain effortlessly once you have everyone’s domain,” explained Feng Haochen.

“Will that mean not even you two can defy me when I achieve that?”

Feng Haochen winked. “My domain is rather special. The laws of nature don’t apply to mine. One word for you: Xiaoshuai.”

“I’m nature’s law’s dad. If nature’s law doesn’t listen, I’ll smack the natural laws out of him,” Ku Mu responded.

“Hahaha.”

***

Over the next year that flew by their eyes, Third Heaven Continent gradually returned to the prosperous continent they were once familiar with. Alas, the nightmarish year never left their minds.

Mu Clan’s estate, now a formation incarnation of shorts, became a sacred place of sorts ever since the scuffle with the foreign races at Pill Cauldron Sect. As such, Mu Clan was always dealing with people trying to strike up friendships with them.

Mu Tianhe brightly entered his luxurious abode with everyone working on something, wading through books littering the ground to consult Mu Hao, who was checking the inventory, to ask, “Hao, how many copies of ‘True God’s Legend’ and “Heroic Legend of Mu Yu’ have Formation Sect printed?”

“Five million,” answered Mu Hao. “The books are now being delivered to various cities for retail. The sales at Pure Peace City and Mist City are rocketing through the roof. I’m speaking to Greater Heaven Caster Lu right now to order another million copies. Oh, here we go.”

A teleportation formation in the centre of the estate lit up, and out came a mountain of books. While Formation Sect took care of the printing, Mu Clan handled the retail side of the joint business.

“After I passed on the sales feedback to Elder Bu, he told me he’s preparing to write a new story titled ‘The Darkness Returns to Hogwarts’!”

“A hog what? What’s with the name?”

“Beats me. Who can keep up with Elder Bu? Maybe he wants to write about stars and the night sky? Doesn’t matter. We need to sell Brother Mu Yu and True God’s books first.”

Uncle Bo came sprinting in, crying, “Master, Mist City is also renaming their city to Yu Shuai City just as we intended to. I have sent someone to negotiate, but their lord objected. He claims Mu Yu and Young Master Xiaoshuai personally gave them permission.”

“What? This is Mu Yu’s hometown, and they want to fight for the name? I’ll go speak to them!” Mu Tianhe left in a huff.

***

Ximen Buxing and Wanwan, sitting in a pavilion at Hell on Earth, yawned as Xie Bulao had a romp with a girl on the water.

“Where are my energy pills?” Xie Bulao asked as more oxygen left his body than it came in.

Ximen Buxing lazily flicked a brown pill, which Xie Bulao caught in his mouth and invigorated himself with.

“Shifu, where have you been until now? Sword Shadow Dust Gale came back a year before you,” griped Wanwan.

“I was expanding my horizons in other worlds. Look, I’m putting my knowledge to the test now, aren’t I? I’ve learnt a new position called Stained Clothes Eighteen Falls. I’ll show you.”

Although Wanwan and Ximen Buxing rolled their eyes, thinking, we’re bored of that position already, Ximen Buxing educated, “Shifu, it feels better if you lift the leg up.”

“Shifu, you need to grab there. Yes, there, the round spot.”

***

“Ancestor!” Zhuge Xiaosheng excitedly and emotionally stood behind Chen Tiandao on Celestial Staircase, overwatching all of Formation Sect.

“Finally escaping Fingertip Flowing Water after so many years feels surreal,” Chen Tiandao expressed.

“Ancestor, your decision to trust Patriarch Mu Yu was the right decision. He wowed us time and time again.”

“Xiaosheng, focus on ascending to Apotheosis Realm from now, and leave the logistical businesses to Lu Deyi. If we can have a third Apotheosis Realm cultivator, our sect will be the strongest sect on Third Heaven Continent.”

“But… I do not have the aptitude that you or Patriarch Mu Yu has. I doubt I can reach Apotheosis Realm in this lifetime.”

“Don’t worry about that. Mu Yu has helped me complete Fingertip Flowing Water, so you have all the time in the world.” Chen Tiandao deployed Fingertip Flowing Water on Zhuge Xiaosheng, showing his Apotheosis Realm aura.

“Congratulations on reaching Apotheosis Realm, Ancestor! I will do my best to not let you down.”

“That’s what I like to hear. At present, we still have too few adepts. Fortunately, that can change for the better.” Chen Tiandao looked up at the giant ball of fire on the blue canvas. “It stings my eyes, but it’s good to feel real sunlight again.”