Chapter 360 – Challenging Mount Shu's Three Extremes Sword (One)

Mount Shu, at its peak.

Elder Niu Shou Mier had brought Ye Kuang here before turning back to remind him, “By the order of the Sect Hierarch, I have completed my task. However, what happens next depends entirely on your own abilities.”

As he spoke, Elder Niu Shou Mier then actually fled without even looking back… he ran!

Why use the word “run”?

One could say Ye Kuang himself didn’t know why that word popped into his mind. He simply watched the unmistakable act of escape, still somewhat puzzled.

Unbeknownst to him, their conversation had been fully overheard from within three thatched huts atop the peak.

In an instant, as the straw doors slowly opened, three figures dressed as Daoists strode out imposingly.

Seeing this, Ye Kuang couldn’t help but feel inwardly perplexed.

In his imagination, he had expected three old Daoists, but they turned out to be so young.

Thus, it was understandable that a certain shameless madman, who considered himself socially adept, naturally adopted what he thought was a calm tone and greeted them with a smile.

“Well, three young sirs, my name is Ye Kuang. I’ve just arrived and have come specifically to seek an audience with three esteemed… experts.”

Unexpectedly, the three Daoist Novices all showed identical expressions—clearly, anger was rising.

“What the hell are you? Do you know that this place is off-limits to anyone without our permission?”

“Speak quickly! Who are you? Who gave you the audacity to set foot on Mount Shu Rear Cliff?”

“Are you a spy from another sect, coming here to cause trouble? Hahaha, seeking death!”

In no time, Ye Kuang’s face turned ashen from their torrent of insults.

“Ridiculous! I originally wondered what kind of figures the Three Extremes Sword might be. Now that I’ve seen you, I truly feel awed and humbled—we are not your equals. As for the title ‘Three Sword Gods,’ why not change it to the Three ‘Shameless’ Gods!”

“What the hell are you spouting, you brat? Where did this wild kid come from, daring to mess with us?”

“Why waste words on him? Toss him off the cliff and let him fend for himself…”

At these words, it was predictable how infuriated Ye Kuang, who had always been domineering, would become.

This was nothing less than a case of a sharp-tongued person encountering self-righteous types—like a Scholar meeting soldiers, where reason simply doesn’t get through.

Ye Kuang: “Fine, I’ll seek true teachings elsewhere. As for your sword skills, I’d rather not learn them. Farewell!”

With that, he showed no intention of lingering and immediately turned to leave.

Unbeknownst to him, his actions appeared entirely different in the eyes of the Three Daoist Youths.

It was like a beggar barging into a grand garden, suddenly letting out a loud fart, and then arrogantly trying to walk away unscathed.

One might ask: how could the three always-haughty Daoist Novices, who received respect in public and faced no criticism behind their backs, tolerate such insolence?

“Damn scum! Say that again if you dare! This isn’t a place you can come and go as you please. Do you think the three of us don’t exist?”

“Go to hell!”

“Take this—Pebble Toss!”

Bang!

Amidst the sound of shattering, the pebble instantly broke into fragments, scattering near the madman’s feet and clearly blocking his path.

In an instant, Ye Kuang whirled around, barely suppressing the raging wildfire in his heart.”Well now, you’ve got some skills, but just this…”

“Good grief, even that didn’t crush you to death. What’s your skull made of? So damn thick and hard.”

“Hey hey, what’s with that look? It’s making this lord feel so scared.”

Regardless of why the three Daoist youths were so arrogant, their insolent behavior forced Ye Kuang to ponder deeply: How exactly had they managed to survive until now?

Unfathomable, truly incomprehensible, and frankly quite infuriating!

Ye Kuang: “Do you have some backing that makes you think this junior wouldn’t dare to use ruthless means and cut you down right here?”

It must be said, his fury had already reached its limit.

Clearly, he was revealing a trace of killing intent toward the three before him.

“Eh, this guy’s gaze is so fierce. Why do I feel like he isn’t actually afraid of us…”

“Afraid of what? We’re the Three Sword Gods’ Daoist Novices! Who would dare be insolent to us? In my opinion, us brothers should just bury him right here. Never mind his name – I doubt anyone would dare criticize us afterward.”

“But, why do I feel somewhat uneasy? Although this kid is also at the Innate realm, he gives off the feeling of facing our Honored Master himself…”

It could be said that two of the three Daoist youths were gradually growing inwardly apprehensive.

Seeing this, Ye Kuang inexplicably smiled and suddenly asked: “Have you ever heard of the Profound Sword…”

“What sword? Acting like we don’t know how to use swords ourselves. Are you out of your mind, kid?”

“Hahaha, this guy is truly amusing, but his brain doesn’t seem quite right. I can’t even follow his train of thought.”

Clang clang clang…

While speaking, who would have thought the three Daoist youths would be the first to draw their Cherished Swords from their waists.

As the three swords crossed, their clashing sounds couldn’t conceal what their arrogance meant.

Seeing this, even a donkey pushed to desperation would bite.

But surprisingly, Ye Kuang maintained a cold expression, clearly unmoved, then sneered: “I seriously doubt whether you’re the genuine Three Sword Gods. Very well, you few come and try.”

Then as his tone shifted sharply, he suddenly became murderous, adding: “Rest assured, dealing with three ‘exalted’ ‘personages’ like you, this junior doesn’t need to draw his sword.”

The moment he finished speaking, the words “exalted personages” were clearly emphasized, making them take on a different flavor – full of contempt. Anyone hearing it would feel shamed into anger.

“Hehe, quite bold. I wonder if your mashed flesh will be equally tough?”

“Damn arrogant! You’re the most ‘mouth’-arrogant fellow we’ve ever seen. Have you never heard that when our three swords strike together, even a tiger would kneel and call us grandfather?”

“Come, come, let us brothers broaden your horizons, lest others say we failed in our duties as hosts by not properly welcoming you.”

Hearing this, the muscles on Ye Kuang’s face inevitably twitched. He began to doubt whether his ears were clogged with wax, making it hard to distinguish between human and beastly cries.

This was truly unprecedented. He’d seen many arrogant types, but never such insolent ruffians – not only lacking skill but damn well daring to call him arrogant. Wasn’t this clearly looking down on him?

Thinking this, Ye Kuang suddenly said: “Alright, pretend I never spoke. I’ve changed my mind now. I actually think you all must be truly remarkable figures – your mouths are sharp enough, venomous enough, and utterly suffocating…”As he spoke, he strode forward without restraint, the fury in his heart now undisguised. His tone turned icy as he declared, “Having met you all, I finally understand how vast the world is and how diverse the birds in the forest can be. To think such trash like you could exist—what a waste of air.”

“Kid, do you realize that such arrogance never ends well?”

Ye Kuang: “No, I don’t. Please, heroes, enlighten me personally on how arrogance leads to a bad end. Thank you.”

“Why waste words on this wild brat? Let’s teach him a lesson.”

But to everyone’s surprise, Ye Kuang perked up upon hearing this, as if it were his favorite tune, and interrupted, “Wait, wait.”

“What, are you scared? Too late for that now.”

Ye Kuang: “Scared? Oh, I’m so fucking terrified. Come on, little master here begs to get beaten—come at me, try to kill me.”