Xuanhuan: The Empress and I Swapped Bodies - Chapter 45

After Liu Shengshen grasped the threshold of the Grass Script Sword Art, Ye Wushuang promptly kicked him out.

However, news of this quickly spread.

Within the Royal Academy, everyone was stunned.

“What? You’ve grasped the threshold of the Grass Script Sword Art?”

“Yes, Master! I’ve already begun cultivating it!”

“I—I never expected your talent to be so extraordinary! You actually managed to master the Grass Script Sword Art?!”

At this moment, even Liu Shengshen’s master, Yu Meiren, was utterly shocked.

She had always known Liu Shengshen possessed some talent in swordsmanship, but she never imagined he could master the infamous Grass Script Sword Art—something no one had ever accomplished before!

The fame of the Divine Dragon Imperial Family’s Grass Script Sword Art had spread far and wide, though no one had ever witnessed its true power.

Yet legends claimed it was the most formidable offensive sword technique in existence.

It was said that a single slash could annihilate an entire grand world.

Because of this, the reputation of the Grass Script Sword Art was universally known throughout the Divine Dragon Empire—and even in other grand worlds.

However, its notorious difficulty was equally well-known.

Since the Divine Dragon Imperial Family had obtained this sword art, not a single member had ever succeeded in mastering it.

Bear in mind, the Divine Dragon Imperial Family had produced countless prodigies, even several supreme beings who had reached the pinnacle of cultivation.

Take the current Imperial Clan Elder, for example—a man of extraordinary comprehension who had reached the Quasi-Supreme Realm. Even he had failed to cultivate the Grass Script Sword Art.

This alone demonstrated just how insanely difficult it was to master.

Yet now, Liu Shengshen—of all people—had accomplished what no one else could.

No wonder Yu Meiren was so astonished.

Her gaze burned with fervor and disbelief, mixed with a hint of skepticism.

She simply couldn’t believe Liu Shengshen was capable of such a feat.

Under her intense scrutiny, Liu Shengshen grew flustered before finally speaking up in an awkward tone.

“Well… it wasn’t really me who comprehended it. It was my elder sister, the Empress. She mastered it first and then taught it to me!”

“Ah! So it was Her Majesty who achieved it! No wonder!”

The moment Yu Meiren heard it was the Divine Dragon Empress who had mastered the technique, her shock subsided significantly.

Had it been anyone else, she would have been utterly dumbfounded—perhaps even unwilling to believe it.

But the Divine Dragon Empress was different.

After all, she was the one who had created the supreme sword technique, Myriad Swords Return to Origin. Her own mastery of the sword path was already profound beyond measure. For her, mastering the Grass Script Sword Art was no impossible feat.

As for her teaching Liu Shengshen? That made perfect sense.

Liu Shengshen was her own younger brother. No matter how lacking he might be, the Empress would naturally take the time to guide him patiently.

Thus, Liu Shengshen’s explanation instantly put Yu Meiren at ease.

She dropped the matter entirely, acting as if nothing had happened, and resumed her own cultivation.

However, while Yu Meiren was satisfied, others were not.

Within the Royal Academy, almost no one believed Liu Shengshen had truly mastered the Grass Script Sword Art.

Even though he had shed his reputation as a good-for-nothing and even become Yu Meiren’s disciple, people still refused to accept that he could achieve something as monumental as mastering the Grass Script Sword Art.

Compared to its notorious difficulty, Liu Shengshen’s recent accomplishments were insignificant.

“That’s the Grass Script Sword Art we’re talking about! How could someone like Liu Shengshen possibly master it? Pure delusion!”

“Exactly! Does he think he’s some kind of peerless genius? If not for the Empress personally teaching him swordsmanship, he’d still be a useless fool who couldn’t even fuse basic sword techniques!”

“It’s fine if he can’t do it—the Grass Script Sword Art is famously difficult, after all. But pretending he can when he clearly can’t? That’s just shameful. Worse, he’s dragging the Divine Dragon Imperial Family’s name through the mud—and even tarnishing the Empress’s reputation!”

Many felt that Liu Shengshen’s attention-seeking behavior was disgraceful.

Especially since he was the Empress’s own younger brother. Such antics were an embarrassment to her dignity.

As a result, countless people looked down on him.

And when Liu Shengshen heard these remarks, he flew into a rage.

They could insult him all they wanted—but dragging his elder sister’s name into it? Absolutely unacceptable.

“You there! How dare you insult my sister?! I challenge you to a duel!”

“Hold your tongue! When did I ever insult Her Majesty? The Divine Dragon Empress is an invincible existence in my heart—don’t you dare slander me!”

“I was only talking about you—you, Liu Shengshen, a vain fraud who lies about mastering the Grass Script Sword Art! You’re unworthy of being the Empress’s brother!”

As he spat out these last words, the man’s face twisted with smug mockery.

He was deliberately provoking Liu Shengshen.

If Liu Shengshen lost his temper and challenged him, he could seize the opportunity to expose Liu Shengshen’s lies.

Sure enough, in the next moment, Liu Shengshen reacted exactly as predicted—exploding in fury.

“DUEL!”

With a roar, Liu Shengshen raised his sword and pointed it straight at the man.

This man was a renowned swordsmanship prodigy within the Royal Academy.

The moment Liu Shengshen issued the challenge, he eagerly accepted.

“Fine! Today, I’ll duel you—and today, I’ll expose your lies!”

With that, the swordsmanship genius brandished his blade and charged straight at Liu Shengshen.

“Sword Cleaves the Heavens!”

The strike was formidable, its sword energy surging through the air as it descended upon Liu Shengshen.

Based on Liu Shengshen’s past strength, he would have been utterly incapable of blocking such a powerful slash.

In fact, he wouldn’t even have been able to put up a fight.

But now, Liu Shengshen merely flicked his wrist—and an endless storm of sword energy erupted.

The swirling energy radiated outward, forming a deadly vortex of slashing force.

At this moment, Liu Shengshen resembled a blade of grass swaying in the wind.

But this was no fragile stalk.

With every sway, he seemed to transform into a sword capable of splitting the void itself. The wind around him was no mere breeze—it was a tempest of sword intent.

More strikingly, an ethereal blade of grass materialized around Liu Shengshen.

Then—BOOM!

In an instant, every structure within a hundred-meter radius—reinforced by protective formations—was utterly obliterated.

As for the swordsmanship genius who had been Liu Shengshen’s primary target?

He suffered a devastating blow.

His Sword Cleaves the Heavens technique was shredded into nothingness, dissipating like foam.

And the genius himself?

Engulfed by the endless sword energy of the Grass Script Sword Art, he was on the verge of being annihilated!

“AHH! SPARE ME!”

As the sword energy closed in, the man let out a terrified, desperate scream.

It was at this moment that Hao Xingchang, the Royal Academy’s headmaster, appeared.

With a casual wave of his hand, he suppressed the rampaging sword energy.

However, the moment he did, he felt a sharp sting in his palm.

An indescribably sharp strand of sword energy had pierced his defenses, drawing blood.

Hao Xingchang subtly clenched his fist, channeling his spiritual energy to heal the wound before anyone could notice.

He couldn’t afford to let others see that he—a Supreme Realm expert—had been injured by someone at the Venerable Realm.

At the same time, his face twisted in utter disbelief.

“You… you really mastered the Grass Script Sword Art?!”