Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The Hundred Fairies of the Pear Garden!

To think that the ones coming were the Hundred Fairies of the Pear Garden. Furthermore, all of them wore mourning clothes without exception.

No one knew what the Hundred Fairies of the Pear Garden were here to do, but they definitely had not come to offer congratulations.

No one expected the Hundred Fairies of the Pear Garden to rush over, clad in mourning clothes and playing a grand, surging melody, when everyone was focused on Ling Long’s beauty during the grandest part of the wedding procession.

The Hundred Fairies of the Pear Garden were still far away, at least fifty kilometers away. However, before they arrived, the music was already audible, attracting everyone’s attention.

As Ling Long stood on the rainbow bridge, her heart skipped a beat. She had been feeling restless the past few days. Now that she was at the highest point of the rainbow bridge, she stopped and looked over after raising the veil covering her face.

“You are seeking death! How dare you cause trouble at the First Prince’s wedding?!”

The First Prince had planted many guards on the two sides of the street as well as experts in the darkness.

He did that to prevent people from causing trouble. Furthermore, he had permitted his guards to kill beforehand. No matter who dared to stir up trouble at his wedding, his men would kill without mercy.

Many people immediately rushed out of the buildings on both sides of the street to attack the Hundred Fairies of the Pear Garden, who were fifty kilometers away.

“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”

The cultivators clad in armor appeared with their weapons drawn, radiating killing Qi as they charged at the Hundred Fairies of the Pear Garden.

“Everyone, do not panic. The wedding will continue. It is just an insignificant group of women; they are unable to disrupt the First Prince’s wedding,” an old man shouted after appearing beside the First Prince.

The old man exuded the horrifying might and pressure of a Sovereign Emperor—a powerful 6-Vein Sovereign Emperor expert.

The old man’s voice thundered, containing the sound of the Dao. He wanted to use his cultivation to scatter the Laughing Sword and Saber performed by the Hundred Fairies of the Pear Garden.

“Rumble…!”

Who could have imagined that the voice containing a Sovereign Emperor’s might and Soul Energy would be like a clump of mud thrown into the sea, instantly disappearing? It did not obstruct the music at all.

“That is Kong Feiyun, the Senior Kong from the imperial ancestral temple. With Senior Kong around, the Hundred Fairies of the Pear Garden should not be able to do anything.”

Although Kong Feiyun’s voice did not achieve the desired effect, this old man’s fame somewhat shocked everyone.

Kong Feiyun was one of the few Royal Clan experts of the imperial ancestral temple. Within the imperial capital Yan City, he could bring out his dynasty’s might to the limits, becoming practically unrivaled among Great Perfection Sovereign Emperors.

Even a Peak Sovereign Emperor would not hold any advantage when fighting him in the imperial capital Yan City.

The First Prince’s expression remained calm, not showing any fluster at all.

“Neigh!”

The dynasty’s divine horse protector, the Fire Qilin, neighed strongly for some reason, as if it met with a strong enemy. This startled Wang Fei, who was riding it. He promptly tried to placate the Fire Qilin, but he saw snowflakes falling the instant he lowered his head.

As Wang Fei held a snowflake in his hand, a chill assaulted his body, making him frown. “It’s snowing?”

“It’s cold, very cold.”

“Damn it, why did it turn so cold all of a sudden? Hey, everyone, look quick. It’s snowing! It’s snowing!”

The music that the Hundred Fairies of the Pear Garden played did not stop, yet another mysterious phenomenon appeared: feathery snow started falling from the sky.

After a while, snow covered the ground for five thousand kilometers around in a thick layer of silver sheen.

Earlier, the weather was still great. It was clear skies for five thousand kilometers around, with sunlight shining down.

Now, it suddenly started snowing heavily. The cold of the snow chilled many of the weaker cultivators in the imperial capital Yan City and made them shiver.

Inside a tall building, the Ninth Prince Wang Yan showed a confused expression.

Regardless of the crowd, he took off his hood and pushed his way to the window. Then, he looked up.

The Ninth Prince saw a piercing light brightening the sky above the streets in the distance. It was like two suns hung in the sky.

There seemed to be an ice coffin hovering under the new sun, with an invisible barrier between the ice coffin and that sun, separating the two extremes.

A bright light illuminated the surrounding sky above the barrier.

The ice coffin gave off an incomparable chill under the barrier, creating heavy snow and the mysterious phenomenon that everyone saw.

“That is…” Wang Yan was stunned, feeling some disbelief.

The Heavenly Book Scholar, who was beside him, murmured, “Your Highness, that is the Golden Crow Holy Beast. There is no need to doubt it. However, this Holy Beast is still young and is not as terrifying as legends say. Even so, it cannot be underestimated.”

Wang Yan showed a grave expression as he said seriously, “I know this. However, why is this Golden Crow in Yan City? Furthermore, it appeared above First Brother’s wedding. Also, what’s with that ice coffin?”

“My goodness! What did I see?”

“The Golden Crow Holy Beast! That is the Holy Beast of the Golden Crow Empire. It turns out that it really exists. I always thought that it was just a rumor.”

“However, what’s with that ice coffin under it?”

Immediately, everyone in the snow-filled Yan City paying attention to this wedding showed a confused expression. They could not understand what was going on. Great billows surged up, appearing boundlessly strange.

The celebratory atmosphere of the wedding vanished.

An ice coffin!

On the rainbow bridge, headliner Ling Long instantly paled. Her body seemed to totter, on the verge of collapse.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

At the same time, miserable cries rang out. The guards that went to kill the Hundred Fairies of the Pear Garden had their internal organs shattered by the sound waves before they could get close. They died with blood leaking out of all their facial orifices, a cruel sight to see.

“Your Highness, things are not good. The Hundred Fairies of the Pear Garden are all holding Soul Tools. More than one thousand of our Divine Writ Army brothers died, and the three Sovereign Emperor leaders have sustained severe injuries,” a general reported with a trembling voice as he knelt in front of the Fire Qilin. Sweat poured down his forehead as he did so.

Given his cultivation, the First Prince could clearly see the scene in front, not needing to hear the report. The Hundred Fairies of the Pear Garden were like an irresistible force. Their combined tune was like the confluence of ten thousand rivers, feeling unstoppable.

“Your Highness, should I make a move?” the black-clad Kong Feiyun asked in a low voice from behind.

The First Prince’s expression turned extremely sullen. This was especially so when he looked at the ice coffin in the sky, betraying incredible rage.

The First Prince no longer showed the calm and ease of before. However, before he could say anything, he saw the Hundred Fairies of the Pear Garden arrive before the Smiling Daughter Pavilion with great momentum.

Before the group arrived, their sound already did. Ethereal and boundlessly grand celestial music rang out.

The Hundred Fairies of the Pear Garden all held Soul Tool instruments and wore mourning clothes. They showed no expression on their faces as they focused on playing the instruments in their hands.

In an instant, the grand wedding procession turned chaotic, devolving into a complete mess.

As the members of the wedding procession faced the Laughing Sword and Saber, played with one hundred Soul Tools, they felt a mountain-like pressure that forced them back.

“Bang!”

The nearby buildings collapsed as if crushed by a tsunami. The spectators fled in a panic. They did not expect that the Hundred Fairies of the Pear Garden would erupt with such horrifying might when they played together.

Just as it looked like the Smiling Daughter Pavilion would be crushed, a shout echoed in the sky.

“Azure Lotus Sword Dance, unparalleled in the world!”

A figure with ribbons around her soared into the sky from the Smiling Daughter Pavilion. That was the Smiling Daughter Pavilion’s Pavilion Master. She held a sword with one hand and the original Fairy Basket with the other hand.

With just a cry and the swing of the sword, Pavilion Master Yang shattered the many mysterious phenomena and momentum materialized by the Laughing Sword and Saber before they swallowed up the Smiling Daughter Pavilion. It was like a celestial being descended to the mortal world and granted her supreme power.

This sword strike shattering the various mysterious phenomena shocked the people in the vicinity.

“Blue water ascends to the clear sky as light, an exquisite tower sits at the bottom, and the full moon hangs high in the sky!”

The white-clad women holding swords in the surroundings sang together, dancing with their swords with the veiled Pavilion Master Yang as the center.

“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”

Sword lights flew all around, sweeping through the place and shattering the mysterious phenomena around them.

“Pu ci!”

The Hundred Fairies of the Pear Garden that arrived grandly, appearing unparalleled, faced resistance for the first time. Blood leaked out of the lips of Su Ye, who was playing the zither, and she paled slightly.

The other musicians also sustained significant injuries.

“To think that the Azure Lotus Sword Fairies and the Hundred Fairies of the Pear Garden are facing each other…”

“What’s going on? Are the Hundred Fairies of the Pear Garden rebelling?”

This spectacle startled all the cultivators in the imperial capital Yan City. The clash between the two parties resulted in great destructive power.

Only the Smiling Daughter Pavilion remained standing within a radius of five thousand kilometers. All the other buildings had already crumbled, reduced to rubble.

Led by the veiled woman, all the Azure Lotus Sword Fairies soared into the air and danced.

The moving sword lights layered over each other, their density making observers sigh in amazement. The dreamy dance under the bright moon and above the cloud sea appeared unparalleled. When set against the snowstorm, it felt very shocking.

The combined music of the Hundred Fairies of the Pear Garden was a masterpiece of the ages. The resounding music contained massive pressure. The continuous flow of music never paused.

Soon, the exchange between the two parties reached a startling level.

“How terrifying! Even a fight between Peak Sovereign Emperors would not be comparable to this.”

“Fortunately, the two parties are only fighting near the Smiling Daughter Pavilion. Otherwise, half the city would be destroyed.”

“Have you all noticed that the Yan Emperor has not taken action yet, even now? All the other peak factions that can stop this also have not made a move. This seems somewhat strange.”

“It looks like…many people do not want the First Prince’s wedding to succeed.”

As the people around discussed this, the veiled woman snorted coldly.

The original Fairy Basket in the veiled woman’s hand suddenly flew out, scattering countless flowers. A sea of flowers immediately covered Yan City, blocking out the sun. This Superior Grade Soul Tool had been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years. Now, it erupted with a shocking might and pressure.

“An extraordinarily beautiful peony scattering and flying around like snow as it falls!” the veiled woman shouted, and the white-clad women around her flew around. Their arms and sword lights gathered and formed a beautiful peony bud, waiting to bloom. When they stretched their arms out, the peony seemed to bloom.

Boundless lifeforce flowed out. Countless petals fell from the sea of flowers covering Yan City. It looked like a heavy storm falling on the Hundred Fairies of the Pear Garden.

If this storm managed to hit them, all of the Hundred Fairies of the Pear Garden would suffer severe injuries, even dying, given the might of the original Fairy Basket.

Such an extremely horrifying scene elicited loud exclamations.

The star of the Hundred Fairies of the Pear Garden, Su Ye, did not fluster in the face of danger. Her index finger pressed on the zither string and continuously applied a vibrato. The tone of the combined melody immediately changed.

The flutes, the guzheng, the pipas, and the other instruments quickly followed, echoing the change.

Just when the flower petal storm was about to engulf the Hundred Fairies of the Pear Garden, the melody changed as if depicting a poetic saga, grandly singing of a legend. This shook everyone’s heart, causing hot-bloodedness to surge.

However, this hot-bloodedness had a tinge of sorrow to it.

As the petals in the sky fell, all of them seemed like a soul-reaping grim reaper’s scythe. Who could prevent them from falling?

The observers, who felt a blazing hot-bloodedness, all felt conflicted and impetuous.

This feeling remained stifled in their chests, with nowhere to vent it. It felt extremely unbearable.

Waiting…waiting…waiting… Everyone waited for a sword strike, a sword strike that could save the world. A sword strike that could contain everyone’s hot-bloodedness and impulses.

“Clang!”

At an opportune moment, a sword light appeared in the world at just the right time. As everyone’s hot-bloodedness was stifled in their chest, it appeared.

“A white-jade capital in the sky, with five walls and twelve buildings. Immortals comfort me, imparting immortality to me!”

The person who arrived showed a calm expression. As he held up his sword, he stood on a flowing light. He looked like a celestial being arriving in the air.

The sword intent immediately flourished and tore through the sky. This sword light seemed to be the most graceful thing in the world. All the swordsmen within five thousand kilometers raised their eyebrows at the sight of it.

“Whoosh!”

Just as someone cheered, sighing in amazement of the arrival of this sword strike, a flash of saber light appeared. A saber hum tore through the clouds, reducing the world to black and white.

The two new arrivals clashed, the clangor from the sword and saber’s collision catching everyone off guard.

The melodious clangor worked with the Hundred Fairies of the Pear Garden’s changed melody to scatter all the falling petals. Even so, its might did not diminish, continuing to soar into the clouds.

When the saber and sword clashed, they did not compete for glory or victory. Instead, they worked to bring out lofty aspirations and hot-bloodedness in this mundane life.

The two figures were Xiao Chen and Chu Chaoyun. When they passed each other, they smiled at each other.

In the next moment, the two pushed off the air simultaneously, charging toward the Smiling Daughter Pavilion’s roof without looking back, sending out attacks with the saber and sword.

Everyone held lofty aspirations, desiring to soar into the sky and strike down the fairies.