Ultimate Scheming System

Boom!

After detecting Xu Que’s disappearance, the black fog gradually amassed to the shape of a human—it was an expressionless man with a cold aura. The lower half of his body was composed of the raging black fog, floating in the air.

An overwhelmingly sharp sword will emanated from him as if the surrounding air froze.

The crowd of elite cultivators held their breaths, trembling inside their hearts.

All of the elite cultivators could vaguely make out that the black fog man in front of them felt like an extremely sharp sword! If one went near him, one would instantly turn into ashes!

"What... what is that?"

"What terrifying sword will, it’s even scarier than Lord Sword Spirit!"

"We better hurry and leave. If we get involved, nobody’s going to survive!"

Many of the elite cultivators paled and quickly left the place.

The black fog was not bothered by them. He stood firmly in his original position, surrounded by his murderous aura, and no longer moving.

...

At the same time, the Divine Escape Emblem sent Xu Que to an open field about five miles away, which was very close to the Imperial Tombs.

"Fuck, that Sword Spirit is too strong. System, you sure you were right to tell me to run? You have to know that I’m a good, tough man who would rather die and not surrender. You know, I lose face when I run away like this. I need to find a way to exact revenge when I go back."

Xu Que had called out System, and was complaining to it.

System went silent for a moment and responded, "the Sword Spirit has an unyielding pursuit of the Way of the Sword. Suggestion: host can try to communicate with the Sword Spirit by talking about the Way of the Sword and making him submit to you."

"What’s that? Way of the Sword? You want me to compete with the Sword Spirit to see who is more of a cheapskate? System, are you being real? Come on, if I can comprehend the Way of the Sword, I would have become an Immortal. What’s more, just one look and I can tell that the Sword Spirit has already attained much skill in the Way of the Sword. How am I going to make it submit to me so easily? Just hurry up and help me level up to Immortal Emperor or Immortal Lord or whatever and I’ll just subdue him directly."

"After assessing the host’s abilities in totality, this System suggests that host should communicate with the Sword Spirit on the Way of the Sword. This is the method with the highest success rate!"

"I already said I don’t know anything about the Way of the Sword. If you are talking about the Way of the Cheapskate, then I’m good at that..."

"You will know it!"

"Know crap, if I knew, I would have gone to heaven!"

Xu Que and System argued for a good while on this matter. But no matter what, System kept repeating the same solution that he could make the Sword Spirit submit to him by talking about the Way of the Sword.

In the end, Xu Que suddenly realised something, his mouth twitching heavily.

This Scheming System seemed to be hinting something.

Use the Way of the Sword to subdue the Sword Spirit?

Xu Que knew nothing about the Way of the Sword. However, that was fine. As long as he knew how to blow smoke, that would be fine too!

Xu Que gave a light slap to his own forehead and sniggered, "what a treacherous System, that’s so wicked of you. You’re telling me to blow smoke in the Sword Spirit’s face? Fine, I’ll have to try it then!"

Xu Que was fired up with excitement and hurriedly making his way back to the direction of the Sword Catacomb.

Not long after, he appeared outside the Sword Catacomb again.

There were still a lot of cultivators outside the Sword Catacomb, waiting for the elite cultivators to come out.

Several Elders of the Jade Sword Sect had arrived. They were at the Infant Transformation Stage and had an arrogant air around them.

Xu Que’s appearance attracted the attention of the cultivators waiting outside.

"Huh? Takumi Fujiwara? When did he come out?"

"It can’t be, from the moment he entered till now, no one has yet to come out of the Sword Catacomb. How did this Takumi Fujiwara come out?"

"Could there be another exit?"

"This is no small matter. If there is another exit or entrance, the restriction limit may not be as strong. The cultivators with Infant Transformation Stage might be able to enter."

"Right, let’s go find out."

...

All of a sudden, many people crowded around Xu Que.

Some came to ask questions while others came to settle their scores with him.

For example, the group of Elders that Xu Que had ridiculed earlier on, the Spirit Treasures Pavilion, and several big family clans. There were slightly over ten people.

And as the Elders from the Jade Sword Sect arrived, Zhang Li Yun was now bolder and was arranging people to take Xu Que away so that he would not spill the beans about Ye Chang Feng’s defeat in Fire Nation.

Xu Que had an imperious manner and spoke loudly, "What do you want? Why are all of you crowding around me? I’m Naruto Fujiwara from Exploding Heavens Faction. Do you think I’ll blow you up if you dare to block my way?"

Naruto Fujiwara?

The crowd was startled.

This isn’t Takumi Fujiwara? But they looked exactly the same?

Someone asked, "how are you related to Takumi Fujiwara?"

Xu Que answered seriously, "That’s my brother. What about it? Is he there? I need to settle some scores with him. Get out of my way."

Under the perplexed gazes of the crowd, Xu Que squeezed through the crowd and headed straight into the entrance. He pulled out of his ancient broadsword and entered the restrictive barrier successfully.

The crowd was immediately angry as they stared at that ancient sword.

"Fuck, that guy is Takumi Fujiwara. I recognise that ancient sword!"

"We’re being tricked. Outrageous, he actually used a fake name!"

"People like him are total scum. The shameless scoundrel!"

Many people were cursing and hurling abuse. The Elders who wanted to settle their scores with Xu Que were infuriated as well, as they had lost another opportunity to deal with him.

"Ha, they actually dare to scold me?"

As Xu Que stepped into the Catacomb, he heard what the crowd outside were shouting and was immediately in a bad mood. He stepped out again and rebutted, "you morons! Fuck your mothers, Zhang San Feng, monk Tai Chi, Tai Chi Swordplay, Popeye the Sailor Pikachu, and Digimon fatty snake."

The crowd was enraged but they could not understand a single word of what Xu Que had hurled at them. "Dammit, don’t be so arrogant."

"I’m arrogant, so what? Forget it, I’m not going to waste my time on you. This Speed Star is going to subdue the Sword Spirit. Goodbye!" Xu Que cackled loudly and went inside once more.

The mouths of the crowd twitched:

Subdue the Sword Spirit? Just keep bragging!

You think you can meet Lord Sword Spirit?

Everyone thought Xu Que was just boasting. What they were concerned about was another matter!

"By the way, how did this rascal get out?"

"Is there really another exit?"

"Send more men to surround the Sword Catacomb and wait for him to come out. We need to catch him and question him about it."

Many of them were very excited. If there was another exit for the Sword Catacomb, it would be a huge discovery as more people would be able to benefit from it.

In no time, many sects and clans sent out their men to surround the Sword Catacomb and search for another exit.

Xu Que was now inside the tunnel and passed by the stone wall again. The creature within the stone wall recognised him straightaway and roared in displeasure. "You bastard, you dare to come back? Hand over the purifying water to this deity or this deity will lick you to death!"

"Lick me to death? Aiya, I’m so scared. That’s so fucking perverted of you! Wait till I subdue the Sword Spirit then I will consider whether or not I want to let you out. Goodbye!"

With that, Xu Que grinned and passed by the stone wall without stopping, continuing to make his way deeper into the Catacomb.

The creature within the stone wall was astounded and quickly shouted after him. "You met the Sword Spirit? You’re alive? Damn, young boy come back here, leave the purifying water behind. If you die, I really will need to lick for another 2,000 years! Hey, boy, come back here! Dammit, you’re seeking your own death!"