Dragging the Sword to Moon Continent

Dragging the Sword to Moon Continent...

The thousand-meter demon sword was an immovable behemoth, far beyond the strength of a Heavenly Dipper Sovereign.

But how heavy was it exactly?

Nobody knew. Qin Wentian had achieved the unthinkable by extracting the sword and lifting it from the ancient flatlands beneath the precipice. However, wielding it was another matter entirely. For now, he could only drag it along step by laborious step, each footprint marked with the oppressive weight of the sword.

At this pace, it would take him three long years to reach the Moon Continent. As Qin Wentian trudged on, a strange aura emanated from the sword, keeping everyone at bay. The sword's light, its intent, and its haunting keening still hung in the air, though the mournful wails had noticeably weakened, as if the demon sword was moved by Qin Wentian's unwavering resolve.

A group of curious onlookers followed in his wake, witnessing the creation of deep sword scars etched into the earth wherever Qin Wentian passed. Their thoughts coalesced into a singular realization: the legend of the demon sword was undeniably true.

One step at a time, Qin Wentian began his extraordinary journey.

Some spectators watched from above, their hearts pounding as they beheld a vast chasm opening up before them, relentlessly stretching into the distance. Where was Qin Wentian heading? If he indeed aimed for the Moon Continent, would he carve a hundred-thousand-mile ravine?

A month passed. Some chose to follow Qin Wentian, while others remained in Sword Reverence City. In those short three months within the city, he had already become a legendary figure, a constant topic of discussion.

Now, outside Morning Sun City, a young man with demonic arms dragged a colossal thousand-meter sword, forging a path through the earth. Wherever he tread, the ground split, and the sword's endless aura seemed to devour everything within a ten-mile radius.

Commotion stirred within Morning Sun City as the residents observed this unusual spectacle. No one dared to block the path of the young man with the ancient demon sword. He pressed forward, unyielding and resolute, his gaze fixed upon the horizon as if nothing in the world could sway his determination.

Who was this enigmatic figure?

Shock was written across the faces of Morning Sun City's citizens, but soon they noticed others following in the young man's footsteps.

These people had journeyed alongside Qin Wentian all the way from Sword Reverence City. As the news spread, the residents of Morning Sun City soon realized that the young man was none other than Qin Wentian, the top-ranked contender in the Heavenly Fate Rankings.

But what about that colossal sword?

The nine swords embedded in the precipice paid homage to this immovable demon sword. For countless ages, it remained untouched. However, upon its emergence, blood stained the precipice, bringing devastation to the Li Clan and the Heavenly Sword Sect, top-tier transcendent powers, and effortlessly dispatching experts from the Wang Clan.

Why did Qin Wentian embark on this journey?

It all stemmed from the Pill Emperor Hall breaking their promise. They had initially agreed that if Qin Wentian defeated Zhan Chen in the Heavenly Fate Rankings, they would no longer interfere in his relationship with Mo Qingcheng. Yet, Luo He reneged on this promise and began selecting potential suitors for Mo Qingcheng. In a fit of fury, Qin Wentian pulled out the immovable demon sword, shaking the entire Sword Reverence City. His goal was to drag the sword all the way to the Moon Continent.

Upon hearing this story, the residents of Morning Sun City were filled with amazement. Some decided to follow Qin Wentian, eager to witness firsthand how he would handle the situation once he reached the Moon Continent.

The number of people trailing behind him grew steadily, and two months later, approximately ten thousand individuals followed in his wake. They had all been deeply inspired by Qin Wentian's unwavering determination.

As the top-ranked individual on the Heavenly Fate Rankings, Qin Wentian's reputation was well-deserved. If he successfully made this voyage to the Moon Continent and faced off against the Pill Emperor Hall without faltering, the Pill Emperor Hall would have no peace or rest from that moment onward.

What was even more astonishing was that the thousand-meter-long sword seemed to be responding to Qin Wentian's actions. Its weight had substantially decreased, although he still couldn't wield it or soar through the skies while carrying it. Nevertheless, he could now run while dragging the demon sword across the ground, a significant improvement from his initial pace.

The sword qi in the air grew increasingly ominous, and the fissures left behind by the sword now stretched for about 50,000 miles—an awe-inspiring sight. This fissure was undoubtedly the longest in all of Grand Xia.

Qin Wentian's speed had increased significantly as well. While each step forward drained a considerable amount of his strength, he had no intention of giving up. He was now covering a distance of 1,000 miles per day.

Three months had passed since Qin Wentian left Sword Reverence City. His Yuanfu energy had long been depleted, and his movements had gradually slowed. Nevertheless, he pressed on through mountains, across rivers, and across deserts, his eyes never wavering from the horizon.

And finally, at the edge of his vision, an immense ancient city came into view.

Three months had passed, and Qin Wentian finally arrived at the outskirts of the Moon Continent. The followers who had trailed behind him felt as though these three months had stretched into three years due to the vast distance they had covered. Nevertheless, they had made it.

Several figures soared into the air from the vast ancient city near the Moon Continent. These individuals represented various major powers, including the Pill Emperor Hall, the Star-Seizing Manor, and the Hua Clan. Each of these powers held grudges against Qin Wentian, and his reappearance in the Moon Continent was akin to stepping into a dangerous and hostile territory.

However, upon arriving, the scouts hesitated to approach Qin Wentian. They maintained a distance of ten miles as they observed him and the enormous thousand-meter-long sword with awe.

Rumors had it that with the help of this sword, Qin Wentian had effortlessly slain powerful experts from the Wang Clan and obliterated the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Li Clan. No one knew the true extent of the demon sword's power.

Among the scouts was Bai Fei, a member of the Pill Emperor Hall. She couldn't help but sigh as she observed the young man she had once underestimated. Here he was, a solitary figure wielding a massive sword, moving toward the Moon Continent, and no one dared to obstruct his path.

Qin Wentian noticed the scouts but paid them no heed. He continued walking toward the Moon Continent, emanating a powerful sword qi that forced the scouts to step back with each of his strides.

The onlookers were amazed by Qin Wentian's determination. With each step he took, he pushed the enemy scouts farther back.

When Qin Wentian stood just outside the entrance to the Moon Continent, the scouts had retreated deep into its depths, avoiding him at all costs.

Qin Wentian's voice, accompanied by the keening of his sword, resonated throughout the Moon Continent. He declared, "Tell Luo He that I will come for her."

His words reached the ears of everyone present. Following his words, a formidable sword intent radiated from him in all directions, creating a ten-mile-wide death zone around him. Those who couldn't escape in time were obliterated by the sharpness of his aura.

The killing intent within this sword intent was terrifying.

A violent storm raged, pushing back both the scouts from the transcendent powers and those who followed Qin Wentian.

Outside the Moon Continent, only Qin Wentian remained, holding the thousand-meter-long demon sword. The sword keened, the wind howled. The storm persisted for an unknown duration before gradually fading away.

"It's over?"

"The sword qi has dissipated?"

Puzzlement painted the faces of everyone present. They hurried toward the entrance of the Moon Continent, but what they saw left them dumbfounded.

The demon sword was plunged into the ground, standing tall and upright. The fearsome sword intent had receded, as if it had returned to slumber. However, Qin Wentian himself was nowhere to be found.

He had left the demon sword outside the Moon Continent, but he had mysteriously vanished.

What was Qin Wentian's exact plan? Why did he leave the sword behind when entering the Moon Continent? These questions quickly sparked a great deal of commotion on the Moon Continent within a very short period.

Qin Wentian, a young man who had once cultivated on the Moon Continent, had continuously achieved one miracle after another. He became the youngest fourth-ranked Grandmaster in history, rose to the top of the Heavenly Fate Rankings, and proudly declared his relationship with Mo Qingcheng to the world.

However, during the ranking battle, Qin Wentian had offended numerous transcendent powers, leading many to believe that his days were numbered. He had even defeated Zhan Chen and intended to take Mo Qingcheng with him. How could the Pill Emperor Hall not hold a grudge against him?

In response, Luo He had taken matters into her own hands and began searching for a husband for Mo Qingcheng.

And it was because of this that Qin Wentian had pulled the demon sword from the Sword Reverence City, traveled a hundred thousand miles to the Moon Continent, and declared that he would seek out Luo He.

No one could have ever imagined that Qin Wentian, who had just reached the Heavenly Dipper realm, would dare to challenge the transcendent powers directly.

Even when Hua Taixu had become the top ranker in the Heavenly Fate Rankings before, his accomplishments were not as astonishing and world-shaking as Qin Wentian's.

At the Pill Emperor Hall, Luo He stood at the highest steps, gazing down at the Moon Continent with an icy expression. Behind her, all her disciples were present, except for Mo Qingcheng.

"Master, what about Qingcheng's marriage candidates selection?" Bai Fei asked quietly from behind.

"Proceed as planned, make it as grand as possible," Luo He replied with a cold voice. Qin Wentian's actions felt like a direct slap to her face. She had heard rumors about the immense power of the demon sword, and she was eager to see if Qin Wentian would dare to bring the sword and challenge her Pill Emperor Hall.

"Understood," Bai Fei responded with a bow, while silently lamenting the situation. She had heard that the selection of marriage candidates for Mo Qingcheng was her final chance. If Mo Qingcheng refused once more, no one knew what consequences she would face.

Bai Fei was in a state of mixed emotions, unsure whether to feel joy or sadness.

In recent days, representatives from various transcendent powers had arrived on the Moon Continent, all seeking to participate in the marriage candidate selection. While marrying into the Pill Emperor Hall might not carry much prestige, the opportunity to win the hand of the ethereal Mo Qingcheng was worth more than any loss of face. Moreover, the transcendent power from which the chosen candidate hailed would forge an unbreakable alliance with the Pill Emperor Hall.

After all, the Pill Emperor Hall held a unique position within the entire Grand Xia.

News of Qin Wentian's recent actions had spread like wildfire. Many couldn't help but view his aspirations as nothing short of delusional. He aimed to challenge the entire array of transcendent powers single-handedly? It was seen by most as nothing more than a fool's errand. As a result, they flocked to the entrance of the Moon Continent, eager to prove their strength by attempting to extract the demon sword. However, to their collective astonishment, no matter how formidable they were, none could budge the demon sword even an inch.

Qin Wentian remained the sole individual who had achieved that feat!