Category: Blind Sword Saint: Invincible Upon Opening His Eyes

The crowd was stunned, and the officials in the Golden Throne Hall fell silent, like ducks with their necks squeezed.   The entire capital was in an uproar, with countless eyes focused on the black-clad swordsman.   The Great Jin Dynasty revered martial prowess. Whether nobility or commoners, everyone had some understanding of the cultivation…

“Too much! This is too much!” Golden horns sprouted from Huang Hao’s forehead, emitting a mysterious Dao light and resonating with Buddhist chants. His eyes were bloodshot, veins bulging on his neck, and his skin cracked inch by inch, as if revealing his true form. Having his dark past exposed and suffering such humiliation was…

The Golden Throne Hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Seven young supremes cast their scrutinizing gazes, carefully observing the young man with his eyes covered by a black silk cloth. “A mortal,” Duan Wuchou said indifferently. Jian Wentian shook his head, “Not even worth drawing my sword for. So weak…

Golden Throne Hall. Dongfang Liuli remained silent, her fingers lightly tapping the dragon-headed armrest, her expression unchanged, though a trace of worry flickered between her brows. What trouble is the old general stirring up now? Summoning Minister Meng to the hall would only cause trouble. Even if he is a so-called Sage, a once-in-a-millennium talent,…

Wu Die stood to the side, gently fanning herself. Hearing Meng Qingzhou’s mutterings, her gaze turned peculiar. She thought to herself: If the master knew that the current Empress was his own wife, would he be so furious that he’d decapitate all the young supreme talents? After hesitating for a while, Wu Die silently dismissed…

One day later. The first Empress of the Great Jin Dynasty, Qin Liuli, celebrated her birthday as scheduled! Various resources were distributed nationwide; every citizen of Great Jin received their share, from cultivation techniques and resources to food and clothing. The entire country was filled with joy, presenting a scene of prosperity. Moreover, the Empress…

——【Ding! Successfully suppressed the Mandate of Heaven protagonist Zhao Gou, reducing his Luck Value by 1000.】 ——【Mandate of Heaven protagonist Zhao Gou, Luck Value 2700 – 1000 = 1700.】 ——【Obtained (Plundered) Reward One: Emperor-level Physique—Heavenly Fortune Body.】 (Cultivation techniques, physiques, and weapon qualities are divided into: Yellow, Profound, Earth, Heaven, Immortal, Emperor, Great Emperor, Supreme…)…

Sunlight Lord squinted his eyes, glancing at the fake couple, and rolled his eyes. Don’t be fooled by the Big Yellow Dog’s daily routine of eating and sleeping; nothing in the world escapes his notice. Including that day on Cool Breeze Mountain, when Meng Qingzhou displayed his might and used the Sword Sense of Time…

Qin Fenghuo was the first to arrive at the Burial Immortal Mountain Range. Hundreds of golden talismanic runes paved the way, and any daring and bizarre creatures from the Forbidden Zone that attempted to ambush were instantly obliterated by the talismanic runes. A Mountain Moving Realm sect master stepped out of his cave dwelling, gazing…

Stretching across the southern territory of the Great Jin, adjacent to the Shu Region, was a mountain range perpetually shrouded in mist. Once, a Mountain Moving Realm cultivator attempted to disperse the fog with great divine power, only to be swallowed by it, his fate unknown. For hundreds of miles around, life was extinct, and…

Meng Qingzhou chuckled lightly, “Your Majesty and Wu Die have no enmity, and Wu Die has rendered great service. Even if I don’t protect her, would Your Majesty truly kill her?” He almost added, “I bet you wouldn’t actually do it, which is why I dared to challenge you.” The Empress bit her red lips,…

Capital’s southern outskirts, Cool Breeze Mountain. Lin Lu, the leader of the Imperial Guard, led a force of three thousand peak First Rank cultivators to seal off the entire mountain. Empress Dongfang Liuli and a group of court officials traversed the void, arriving above Cool Breeze Mountain in the blink of an eye. Qin Fenghuo…

The Great Jin Palace, Minister’s Study. Empress Dongfang Liuli was reviewing memorials, while Prime Minister Jiang Canghai sat opposite her. Dongfang Liuli said, “The bandit problem has been mostly resolved, but the losses in various states and counties are significant. Thousands of officials from the sixth to ninth ranks have been captured or killed, leaving…

“` “Sword Elder!? What are you doing here!” For the first time, Wu Die showed a look of fear. She stared blankly at the old man in the straw raincoat, just about to speak, when she noticed Meng Qingzhou finishing his farewell drink and boasting shamelessly about killing someone for fun. “Sir, you must leave…

In the following days, Meng Qingzhou’s life was quite fulfilling. He would wake up in the morning to cook, feed the dogs, water the flowers, and plant vegetables. When he had time, he would share his insights on swordsmanship with Su Qingqiu. At noon, he would have lunch with Dongfang Liuli. Meng Qingzhou noticed that…

Evening. Meng Qingzhou had prepared dinner in advance, keeping it warm in the pot, and was now lying on a rocking chair, admiring the sunset. Not long ago, Wu Die had hurriedly left, afraid of encountering the Empress again. Before she left, she asked a question that made Meng Qingzhou ponder deeply. She asked, “Mr.…

“Wu Die wouldn’t betray me; there must be some hidden reason.” “Yes… she must be trying to enchant Meng Qingzhou, to control his thoughts and mind…” Zhao Gou forced a smile, but his face grew darker and darker until he couldn’t hold back and burst out: “But the assassination target is sitting right in front…

Northwest, Shu Region. Perennially plagued by war and extreme weather, the Shu Region remains desolate year-round. The parched land yields no crops, and in winter, thick snow blankets the earth like a heavy quilt. At a cliff bordering the Great Jin Dynasty, King of Shu, Zhao Yuhuan, clad in a black velvet cloak, gazes deeply…

“Sunlight Lord?” Qin Fenghuo’s lips moved slightly as he sent a voice transmission to inquire. The Big Yellow Dog played deaf and dumb, acting as if it didn’t know him and didn’t want to talk. “It really is.” Qin Fenghuo felt as if he had been struck by lightning. Seeing the Big Yellow Dog’s proud…

After finishing his meal, Meng Qingzhou fed some dog food to Big Yellow, then lay back in his chair, leisurely sipping his afternoon tea. Half a day passed, and the Empress finally left, returning to deal with Zhao Yuhuan. Su Qingqiu, on the other hand, guarded Wu Die like a thief, her sword never leaving…