Brother Who Determines the Fate of the Nation: My Great Emperor's Cultivation Level Exposed by

The iron sword was raised high, and beads of blood on the blade slid down the spine of the sword, dripping onto the two still convulsing bodies on the ground.

Su Xuan coldly looked down at the two men at his feet, his wrist slightly twisting, the tip of his sword aimed at the scarred deputy commander's throat.

Just as the iron sword fell...

hum.

A blinding cyan sword light cleaved down from the sky, so fast that it left almost no sound, and struck Su Xuan's iron sword directly.

clang!

The iron sword that had been with him for five years flew out of his hand and embedded itself deep in a pile of rubble ten feet away, its blade humming incessantly.

Su Xuan's tiger's mouth was numb on one side from the shock, and a spiritual pressure far exceeding that of the ninth level of Qi Refining descended from the sky, making the air in the entire courtyard stagnant.

He looked up.

An elderly man dressed in a magnificent black Taoist robe hovered above the courtyard wall, standing on a blue flying sword.

The old man's long, white beard fluttered in the wind, his hands clasped behind his back.

Looking down from above, Su Xuan was no different from looking at an ant.

Peak of Qi Refining.

The concentration of this spiritual pressure was far superior to that of those two useless Qi Refining Stage 9 cultivators.

The moment the scarred deputy commander on the ground saw that figure, he came to life and shouted hoarsely.

"Elder Zhang, save me! This kid has gone mad! He's hiding his cultivation level; he's at the ninth level of Qi Refining!"

Another deputy commander, whose spine was broken, lay in a pool of blood, making muffled cries for help.

The old man, referred to as Elder Zhang, didn't even glance at them; all his attention was focused on Su Xuan.

To be precise, it landed on Su Xuan's body, which was emitting a faint purple-gold light.

"That's interesting."

Elder Zhang spoke, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his cloudy old eyes.

"Your cultivation is at the ninth level of Qi Refining, yet your physical strength far surpasses that level. Moreover, your Qi and blood are unbelievably abundant. What kind of evil technique have you been practicing, kid?"

Su Xuan did not answer.

He turned around, walked to the iron sword stuck in the rubble ten feet away, pulled it out, and turned back to face the two deputy commanders lying on the ground.

His murderous intent remained undiminished.

"stop."

"These two are under the protection of my Xuan Sha Sect, you cannot kill them."

Su Xuan stopped in his tracks.

It wasn't because of that sentence, but because he was calculating.

The difference between the peak of Qi Refining and the ninth level of Qi Refining is not as simple as one or two levels.

That's the point at which one has one foot in Foundation Establishment, the critical point of a qualitative change in spiritual power.

But the brothers of the Wolf Warrior Mercenary Group are already dead.

Since he's already dead!

Then he no longer needs to distinguish right from wrong!

Su Xuan raised his iron sword again and walked towards the two people on the ground without any hesitation.

Elder Zhang's face finally darkened.

boom.

The full pressure of a peak Qi Refining cultivator poured down, and the visible fluctuations of spiritual energy caused the rubble in the courtyard to sink a little deeper into the ground.

Su Xuan slowed his pace.

But he's still walking.

step.

Another step.

Elder Zhang frowned.

This kid's physical body could actually continue walking under the full pressure of his peak Qi Refining stage power? The strength of this physical body was far more outrageous than he had imagined.

"You won't listen to advice?" Elder Zhang snorted coldly, bringing out his greatest trump card.

"I am an inner elder of the Xuan Sha Sect. If you dare to touch them, you will be making an enemy of my entire sect."

"The Xuan Sha Sect has three thousand disciples, twelve of whom are at the peak of Qi Refining, and two Foundation Establishment True Persons are in charge."

"You're just a rogue cultivator, can you handle it?"

He abruptly changed his tone and put on a different face.

"However," Elder Zhang floated down from the courtyard wall and landed in the center of the courtyard, no more than five steps away from Su Xuan.

"I have always cherished talent."

"Your physical body is exceptionally gifted; it would be such a waste to let it perish in a desolate little town."

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Su Xuan with the air of an elder lecturing a younger person.

"Alright then, I'll give you a tremendous opportunity."

"Kneel down now, kowtow three times, and apologize to these two, and I will let this matter go."

Kneel down.

kowtow.

apologize.

Outside the sky, the Dragon Kingdom's live broadcast room instantly erupted in chaos.

"Make Su Shen kneel down? This old bastard must be out of his mind!"

"Damn it, you old bastard, do you know who's standing in front of you?!"

"Don't be impulsive, Su Shen! If you can't win, just endure it. Better to live than die!"

"Stop tolerating it! Kill him! So what if he's at the peak of Qi Refining? Su Shen's 90,000 jin of strength will crush him!"

The comments were divided into two camps: one camp rationally analyzed the difference in strength and advised Su Xuan to be patient, while the other camp was filled with rage and wished they could rush into the sky and tear that old man to pieces.

Elder Zhang continued.

"Not only that, as long as you hand over the Foundation Establishment Pill in Zhan Zhijie's hand, I can make an exception and recommend you to my Xuan Sha Sect."

He held up a finger and pointed at Su Xuan.

"I'll reserve a seat for you as an outer sect elder."

"A rogue cultivator spends their entire life wandering around like a stray dog, living hand to mouth. But once they enter a sect, it's like rising to the top in one step. Cultivation techniques, elixirs, magic treasures, spirit stones—they can have whatever they want."

"Such a good thing, others would beg for it."

After Elder Zhang finished speaking, he wore a condescending smile, waiting for Su Xuan to kneel down and express his gratitude.

Su Xuan did not look at the aloof elder.

He turned his head and looked at the thick wooden stake by the courtyard wall.

Old Zhan was bound by iron chains, his entire body covered in wounds, and the snow beneath his feet was stained dark red with blood.

The man who taught him to hunt monsters and survive in the wilderness was now convulsing, his life force rapidly fading away.

Old Zhan's eyes had lost focus, his lips moved, and he uttered a few words indistinctly.

"Kid...run...don't worry about me...run!"

Su Xuan stopped in his tracks.

He stared at Lao Zhan's bloodied and mangled face, at those eyes that were no longer visible but were still desperately looking in his direction.

Even in this state, you're still letting him run.

That stubborn man protected him until his death.

Outside the courtyard!

Fatty is dead! Sister Hong is dead!

The skinny monkeys are dead! One by one, they're all dead!!!

Only Lao Zhan was left, clinging to his last breath, waiting for him to return.

It's not about waiting for him to come and save us; it's about waiting to see him run away with our own eyes.

"Elder's seats?"

Su Xuan spoke.

He was smiling, a very soft smile.

Elder Zhang raised an eyebrow, thinking this was a sign of compromise.

"What, you've figured it out?"

Su Xuan did not answer him.

The smile was still on his face, but the bloodshot in his eyes had spread completely, and his pupils had turned pure crimson.

boom!

The Asura's killing intent exploded from within his body without reservation. Su Xuan sprang up, and the bluestone ground beneath his feet shattered into dust. His figure transformed into a gray afterimage.

The iron sword in his hand was drawn.

Instead of rushing towards Elder Zhang, he went straight for the two Qi Refining Level 9 deputy leaders who were still convulsing on the ground.

puff!

With a single horizontal slash, the scarred deputy commander's head flew three feet into the air, blood gushing from his severed neck.

puff!

The second sword followed immediately, and the head of another mutilated body rolled into the pile of rubble, its eyes still wide open in death.

The two heads fell to the ground, rolled a few times in the pool of blood, and came to rest at Elder Zhang's feet.

The entire process took less than a breath.

The condescending smile on Elder Zhang's face froze.

He looked down at the two still-bleeding human heads at his feet, his pupils contracted sharply, and an unprecedented sense of humiliation surged to the top of his head.

He, a dignified inner sect elder of the Xuan Sha Sect, killed someone he was protecting right in front of him.

This is a slap in his face!

"You little brat, you're asking for death!"

Elder Zhang flew into a rage, unleashing his full power as a peak Qi Refining cultivator, causing his spiritual energy to surge.

A top-grade flying sword emitting a ghostly green light shot out from his sleeve, accompanied by a piercing whistle that tore through the air, aiming straight for Su Xuan's throat.

At the same time, he rapidly formed hand seals, and three lightning talismans appeared out of thin air, crackling with lightning arcs as they struck down towards Su Xuan's head.

The full-force attack of a peak Qi Refining cultivator far surpassed that of a ninth-level Qi Refining cultivator, with seamless transitions between spells and an overwhelming offensive.

Su Xuan didn't even glance at the three lightning talismans.

He casually tossed the iron sword into the mud at his feet, freeing his hands.

The lightning talisman struck him, tearing his robes apart, scorching his skin, and tearing his flesh open.

He didn't back down an inch.

The Asura Body operated wildly, and a purple-gold light flashed across its charred skin, causing the wounds to heal at a visible speed.

The top-grade flying sword was right in front of him.

Su Xuan reached out with his right hand, his five fingers spread, and grabbed the sword.

The sharp blade cut into his palm, and blood flowed down the blade.

But the flying sword was frozen in mid-air.

Elder Zhang's expression changed drastically. He desperately tried to retrieve his flying sword by channeling his spiritual power, only to find that the sword remained motionless, held in place by a bloody, mangled hand.

Su Xuan clenched his five fingers.

Click!

A crack appeared on the blade of the top-grade flying sword, followed by a second and a third.

Snapped!

The entire flying sword shattered into several pieces in his hand, with metal fragments scattering everywhere.

Elder Zhang took a step back; it was an instinctive reaction.

A cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining crushed his top-grade flying sword with his bare hands?

No, this isn't the power a ninth-level Qi Refining cultivator should have. Just how strong is this body?

He didn't have time to think any further.

Su Xuan had already reached him.

One punch.

A force approaching 90,000 jin was concentrated on the fist, accompanied by a howling wind pressure, and slammed into Elder Zhang's chest.

Elder Zhang crossed his arms to block, channeling all his spiritual energy into them to form a defense.

boom!

He was thrown backward by the tremendous force, sliding three zhang away. His feet plowed two deep furrows in the ground, and his arms made a cracking sound as if his bones were breaking, his tiger's mouth splitting open.

"you……"

The second punch followed immediately.

Su Xuan lunged forward and struck Elder Zhang in the face with his left fist.

Elder Zhang dodged to the side, but Su Xuan was too fast. The wind from his fist grazed his cheekbone, tearing the flesh of half his face apart and revealing the white bone.

"Ah!" Elder Zhang screamed in agony, scrambling to create distance as his fingers flew across the ground, activating all the defensive magic treasures on his body to their fullest potential.

Layer upon layer of light enveloped his body.

Su Xuan chased after him.

The third punch shattered the first layer of light shield.

The fourth punch pierced through the second layer of protective magic light.

The fifth punch landed directly on Elder Zhang's chest.

The dull thud of breaking ribs came from inside his body. Elder Zhang spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward, crashing heavily into the courtyard wall, creating a human-shaped dent in the wall.

He slid off the wall and collapsed to the ground, most of his bones broken, blood and foam constantly oozing from his mouth.

The once high and mighty Qi Refining Peak Elder, who descended from the sky on a flying sword, was now no different from a dead dog with a broken spine.

Su Xuan walked over step by step, each step landing on a pool of blood, splashing up dark red water droplets.

Elder Zhang desperately tried to shrink back, but his back was already pressed against the broken courtyard wall, leaving him with nowhere to retreat.

"Don't kill me!"

"I am an inner sect elder of the Xuan Sha Sect. If you kill me, the sect will never let you off! Three thousand disciples, twelve Qi Refining Peak cultivators, and two Foundation Establishment True Immortals—you, a rogue cultivator, cannot withstand them!"

Su Xuan stopped in front of him, looking down at the old man who had been looking down on him and making him kneel and kowtow just minutes before.

"The Xuan Sha Sect?"

Su Xuan's voice was very flat, so flat that it had no ripples.

"I've even braved the mountains of corpses and seas of blood of the Qingyun Sect, why would I be afraid of a mere Xuansha Sect?"

Elder Zhang was stunned for a moment. Qingyun Sect? What the hell!

He didn't have a chance to figure it out.

Su Xuan lifted his foot.

Step on it.

boom!

Elder Zhang's head exploded at his feet, splattering red and white matter all over the ground.

The courtyard was completely quiet.

The only sound was the faint whisper of blood slowly flowing from the cracks in the rubble.

Beyond the sky.

Seven billion viewers worldwide fell silent at that moment.

In the Dragon Kingdom's live stream room, the barrage of comments paused for a full five seconds before flooding out.

"It's burst! He really burst it with one stomp!"

"Peak Qi Refining stage, killed without hesitation, without even blinking!"

"I don't care what sect elders you are, or what three thousand disciples you have, you're nothing but an ant in front of Su Shen!"

"This is what a god of death should be like: blood for blood, no compromise!"