Chapter 11: The Liar Has To Swallow A Thousand Needles

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Su Changyu was in the state of a Spartan.

He was dumbfounded.

He was really dumbfounded.

At first, he thought that Ye Ping was just blowing his trumpet.

However, the sword moves that Ye Ping performed had changed Su Changyu’s views of the world.

‘Is there really a peerless Sword Dao expert in this world?’

Sss!

Sss!

Sss!

Su Changyu gasped thrice in a row.

He felt like he was dreaming.

He pinched his thigh, only to feel an excruciating pain.

That meant that he wasn’t dreaming.

His master had really recruited an extraordinary Junior Brother who was a genius in the Sword Dao.

‘This is outrageous.’

‘Qingyun Dao Sect is a lowly and incompetent sect. Have we really produced a genius?’

At this moment, Su Changyu felt a tingling numbness in his body.

He felt like he had been electrocuted.

Most importantly, that was an impossible occurrence.

Yet, it really happened.

He had an overnight epiphany of the Four Thunder Sword Technique.

Over a night, he comprehended the Four Thunder Sword Technique to the Greater Mastery realm.

He also mastered some of the sword momentum overnight.

What else could he be if not a freak?

Even an absolute genius can’t do that, can he?

As a Sword Dao practitioner, Su Changyu understood how terrifying the Four Thunder Sword Technique was.

Daoist Siji had created it with all his heart and soul, and he reached the peak with a total of 1460 moves. He could use the thunder of four seasons to kill his enemies.

On the other hand, Su Changyu worked hard and practiced diligently for ten years, but he only reached the Beginner realm of the Spring Thunder Swordsmanship.

However, the little Junior Brother in front of him managed to reach the Greater Mastery realm of the Four Thunder Sword Technique overnight.

‘I’m sorry to be born as a human’

Su Changyu was in a state of shock and he felt extremely sour.

‘Why? I’m so handsome but my talent in the Sword Dao is mediocre.’

‘Why? He’s just a little prettier than I am. Yet, his talent in the Sword Dao is so terrifying.’

‘Why, why, why?’

‘Am I born in the wrong world?’

Su Changyu’s heart had long gone into turmoil.

Ye Ping’s talent of reaching the Greater Mastery realm of the Four Thunder Sword Technique overnight could be considered the best even in the ten nations of the ancient world, not to mention Jin Nation.

Such peerless talent made Su Changyu extremely shocked and sour.

Not far away, Ye Ping didn’t expect himself to comprehend another 32 sword moves after practicing the Four Thunder Sword Technique either.

However, he had to admit that that set of sword techniques were really powerful.

He did not have any Dharmic powers but he managed to split a boulder with a sword move. If he were to really start cultivating, wouldn’t he ascend rapidly?

However, Ye Ping did not show any signs of joy and instead looked at Su Changyu.

“Eldest Senior Brother, what do you think?”

Ye Ping asked, neither condescending nor humble.

Far away from him, Su Changyu was still dumbfounded and had yet to snap back to his senses.

“Eldest Senior Brother?”

Ye Ping called out again.

At the next moment, Su Changyu recovered from the shock.

“Ahem.”

Su Changyu coughed lightly to ease the awkwardness.

He looked at Ye Ping with a calm expression but deep down, he could not stop feeling shocked.

“Eldest Senior Brother, do you think I’m talented?”

Ye Ping continued to ask.

‘Do you have talent?’

‘You’re more than talented.’

‘Even calling you the best of the ten nations is insulting you.’

However, Su Changyu didn’t dare to say that he was talented.

‘What if Little Junior Brother runs away after hearing that he has talent?’

Previously, he was worried that the sect would not be able to be promoted to a third-grade sect after Ye Ping left.

However, it was different now.

If a peerless genius in the Sword Dao were to run away, everyone in the sect would feel incredibly upset.

That was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

They definitely couldn’t let Ye Ping run away.

At this point, Su Changyu took a deep breath and bit the bullet to answer him.

“It’s ordinary.”

Even Su Changyu felt ashamed when he said that.

‘That’s ordinary?’

‘If that’s ordinary, the swordsmen of the ten nations can kill themselves.’

However, he had no choice but to force himself to say that.

He couldn’t possibly say ‘Little Junior Brother, your talent in the Sword Dao is peerless. Don’t stay in the sect anymore. Hurry and go to a better sect.’

That was something that only a brainless person would do.

“Eldest Senior Brother, cut straight to the point. I understand my talent. Senior Brother, I may have low aptitude, but I’ll definitely work hard and train hard. Rest assured about that, Senior Brother.”

After getting that answer, Ye Ping immediately understood what ordinary meant.

Ordinary meant poor but Su Chengyu was too embarrassed to state it bluntly, lest he offended him.

Hence, Ye Ping understood that he wasn’t talented in the Sword Dao but he was ready for harsh criticism. He didn’t feel upset either, but he wanted to voice his thoughts.

His words made Su Changyu feel even more uncomfortable, and guilt immediately arose within him.

“Junior Brother, continue comprehending the sword mark. Don’t think too much about it, I won’t give up on you. I’ll come by again in a few days.”

All Su Changyu wanted to do now was to hurry and look for the Sect Leader.

It was too serious of a matter.

However, it was not something he could decide on his own. He had to see the Sect Leader.

“Alright, take care, Senior Brother.”

After hearing Su Changyu’s words, Ye Ping heaved a sigh of relief. He would be willing to do anything to stay in the sect.

It was not that Ye Ping was bent on clinging onto the Qingyun Dao Sect.

Throughout the past six months, he had taken part in more than 50 Grand Immortal Ascension Meets and after testing his cultivation level and talent, they didn’t want him.

To put it bluntly, so what if he had good qualifications?

He couldn’t try to comprehend the Great Dao on his own if no sect wanted to take him in.

Chances were meant for those who were prepared. Since Ye Ping had seized the opportunity, he definitely couldn’t let it go. Besides, he thought that everyone in the sect was an absolute expert and it was impossible for him to leave.

Half an incense stick was burned.

In the main hall of the Qingyun Dao Sect, Su Changyu’s eager voice sounded.

“Sect Leader!”

“Sect Leader!”

“Sect Leader, something major has happened, something major has happened.”

Su Changyu’s urgent voice resounded.

In the main hall, Daoist Tai Hua was planning the matters for the Qingyun Dao Sect to be promoted to the third-grade sect.

After hearing Su Changyu’s voice, Daoist Tai Hua couldn’t help but snap out of his thoughts.

“Changyu, what are you doing? Why are you so flustered? You’re the Eldest Senior Brother of the sect. You have to take note of your mannerisms at all times, especially now that you have a little Junior Brother.”

Daoist Tai Hua stood up and lectured him.

“Sect Leader, something big has really happened.”

Su Changyu walked into the main hall and closed the door, looking at Daoist Tai Hua while breathing heavily.

“What happened? Has your Little Junior Brother discovered our sect’s secret?”

Daoist Tai Hua was a little nervous and he couldn’t help but ask.

“No, no.”

Su Changyu began to find it hard to breathe. He had been running all the way to see the Sect Leader and he didn’t care about his image at all. Hence, he was panting heavily.

“What are you afraid of then? You’re so panicky, you don’t seem to be someone in immortal cultivation at all.”

Daoist Tai Hua immediately felt less worried after hearing that their secrets weren’t exposed.

“Sect Leader, our little Junior Brother… seems to have… a peculiar talent.”

Su Changyu did not know how to describe it and peculiar was the best word he could come up with.

“Peculiar? Is it terrible?” Daoist Tai Hua asked, frowning a little. However, he had expected it. If he had good talent, he wouldn’t have been rejected by the sects in more than 50 Grand Immortal Ascension Meets.

“Changyu, I’m not trying to tell you off but it’s not like you don’t know the situation of our sect. He might have inferior talent but if a talent is really here, do you think we can keep him with what we have?”

Daoist Tai Hua stood up and said calmly.

“No, Sect Leader, our little Junior Brother’s talent isn’t inferior but incredibly excellent.”

Su Changyu immediately explained when he realized that Daoist Tai Hua had misunderstood him.

“Incredibly poor? How poor can it be?”

Daoist Tai Hua misheard Su Changyu, perhaps because he spoke too quickly.

“It’s not incredibly poor but incredibly excellent.”

Su Changyu eagerly explained with sweat all over his forehead, no longer looking like an immortal.

‘Huh?’

‘Incredibly excellent?’

‘Are you lying to me?’

Daoist Tai Hua was stunned.

“Changyu, liars have to swallow a thousand needles.”

Daoist Tai Hua looked at Su Changyu with apprehension. He didn’t believe it.

In his opinion, Ye Ping was just a mediocre cultivator.

If he was incredibly excellent, how could he have been rejected in all 50 Grand Immortal Ascension Meets?

That was impossible.

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