Three Sins Against Heaven-Chapter 59 – Watch Sword

"Alright, as you say, Senior Brother."

On the Jadeite Platform, Kenneth Yi and Ghost Guest had just landed when they saw Mark Ye waiting outside the courtyard. Kenneth Yi smiled warmly, "What a coincidence today. You two can come in together."

Ghost Guest cupped his fists, "Senior Brother, let him go first. I'll come another day."

Mark Ye released his full cultivation, speaking coldly, "Stop pretending to be humble. Your act disgusts me. You fooled me once, but you won't fool Senior Brother. Cultivation is about striving. Since we're both here, let's have a fair fight. The winner will seek Senior Brother's guidance first."

Ghost Guest felt Mark Ye's aura and frowned.

Mark Ye had grown stronger, reaching Qi Refinement Level Three, and his aura was stable, indicating he hadn't just broken through. Mark Ye had grown stronger again.

Even though he disliked Mark Ye, he had to admire his cultivation speed.

This was a true genius, someone who didn't need cunning or schemes, whose natural talent alone commanded respect and even made others seek his friendship.

Ghost Guest calmly said, "I concede. I'm not your match. You go first."

Mark Ye sneered, "Coward. You don't even have the courage to fight me. What are you cultivating for?"

Ghost Guest's expression remained calm as he looked at Kenneth Yi, "Senior Brother, you know we don't get along. I request to withdraw and come another day."

Kenneth Yi patted both of their shoulders, smiling warmly, "I believe a truly strong person can converse and laugh with his enemies. I won't meddle in your grievances. Since you're both here, let's go in together. I trust you'll give me this face. Junior Brother Ye will go first, and I'll teach him first. How about that?"

"Let's do as Senior Brother says." Mark Ye thought for a moment, then nodded, giving Ghost Guest a cold glance before following Kenneth Yi into the courtyard.

Ghost Guest walked at the back, watching Mark Ye's back thoughtfully.

He couldn't yet converse and laugh with his enemies as Senior Brother suggested, but he realized this was an opportunity.

Mark Ye seeking Senior Brother's guidance first meant he could observe Mark Ye's techniques and combat style.

To defeat an enemy, one must first understand them.

...

On the lake, sword light flickered.

Mark Ye stood on the lake's surface, wielding his flying sword as he attacked Kenneth Yi, his Sword Qi sharp and fierce, each strike more powerful than the last.

Kenneth Yi, holding a low-grade mortal flying sword, suppressed his cultivation to match Mark Ye's level, calmly parrying each of Mark Ye's strikes, defending without attacking.

Ghost Guest sat in the pavilion, holding a teacup to his lips for a long time without drinking, unaware of when the tea had cooled, his eyes fixed on Mark Ye's swordsmanship.

Even if Mark Ye's cultivation was higher than his, he might not be Mark Ye's match even if their levels were the same. Every time he sparred with Senior Brother, he asked him to use sword techniques, preparing for a future confrontation with Mark Ye.

But now, he saw there was still a significant gap between him and Mark Ye. Mark Ye had fully mastered the combat style of a sword cultivator, using offense as defense, his attacks so fierce they faintly suppressed Senior Brother.

Mark Ye suddenly formed a sword gesture with his fingers, sending a Sword Qi towards Kenneth Yi. As Kenneth Yi blocked it, the flying sword sped towards Kenneth Yi's throat.

It seemed he intended to seal the throat with one strike.

Mark Ye knew his cultivation couldn't harm Kenneth Yi, so he fought without reservations, each move hiding lethal intent.

Facing this deadly strike, Kenneth Yi's flying sword vibrated, releasing an even sharper Sword Qi that knocked Mark Ye's flying sword away. Seizing the moment as Mark Ye recalled his sword, Kenneth Yi charged forward, pressing his sword against Mark Ye's throat.

Ghost Guest stood up abruptly, not noticing the tea spilling on him.

This was the battle between sword cultivators; the outcome was uncertain until the last moment.

Mark Ye's eyes were full of shock. He could feel that Kenneth Yi hadn't surpassed the cultivation limit, yet that last strike clearly exceeded his level.

He didn't suspect Kenneth Yi of cheating but couldn't understand how that strike was achieved.

"Please enlighten me, Senior Brother." Mark Ye respectfully cupped his fists in salute.

With a wave of his hand, Kenneth Yi recalled Mark Ye's fallen flying sword to its sheath, speaking gently, "Excess leads to decline. A sword has a sheath to conceal its edge. Humility brings benefits, arrogance invites loss. When your sword's sharpness reaches its peak, it must weaken. I kept defending, borrowing your offensive momentum to accumulate Sword Qi, thus unleashing a strike beyond my cultivation. Your sword is too sharp. To advance further, you must learn to conceal its edge."

Mark Ye pondered for a moment, then said solemnly, "I disagree. Perhaps my sharpness isn't enough. Next time, my sword will be even sharper. Right or wrong, let battle prove it."

Kenneth Yi didn't mind Mark Ye's attitude, smiling warmly, "That's fine. Among sword cultivators, the simple truth is that the victor is right. I look forward to your next strike."

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother." Mark Ye lightly stepped off the lake, flying to the pavilion, his sleeve flicking as he coldly looked at Ghost Guest, "Your turn."

Though arrogant, he wasn't foolish. If Ghost Guest watched him wield his sword, he would naturally watch Ghost Guest's combat.

Ghost Guest leaped, landing steadily on the lake's surface.

"What do you want to learn today?" Kenneth Yi asked.

Ghost Guest took out the bronze sword that had been gathering dust in his Storage Bag, saluting with the sword, "Today, I wish to learn sword control from Senior Brother."