Xuanhuan: The Empress and I Swapped Bodies - Chapter 52

Ye Wushuang’s current demeanor did indeed seem like freeloading.

After all, he had been silently listening and absorbing insights without sharing any of his own Dao techniques.

Such behavior was far too conspicuous.

However, when all eyes turned to him, Ye Wushuang showed no trace of embarrassment.

He simply flicked his hand, releasing a wisp of sword intent.

“Here’s a strand of sword intent. Comprehend it as you will.”

Ye Wushuang’s mastery of the sword had long transcended mortal understanding. Now, as an Immortal King, even a casually released strand of sword intent could offer boundless enlightenment—even to fellow Immortal Kings.

Thus, in his eyes, tossing out a strand of sword intent for these Heavenly Immortal prodigies to ponder was perfectly reasonable.

But to these Heavenly Immortal elites, it was anything but.

Everyone else had shared genuine insights—not their deepest secrets, but certainly substantial knowledge.

Otherwise, the crowd inside and outside the Heavenly Dao Pavilion wouldn’t have gained so much.

Yet here was Ye Wushuang, casually flinging out a strand of sword intent and telling them to “comprehend it as they will.” To them, this was nothing short of blatant disrespect.

Without even glancing at the sword intent, several Heavenly Immortal geniuses erupted in fury.

“Arrogant! This is a sacred forum for Dao discussion—how dare you treat it with such contempt?!”

“Exactly! Earlier, you listened intently to others’ insights, absorbing every word. Yet when it’s your turn, you offer this half-hearted gesture?”

“Which sect’s so-called ‘genius’ are you? Name yourself! Today, you owe us an explanation!”

In an instant, multiple Heavenly Immortal prodigies unleashed their oppressive auras, bearing down on Ye Wushuang.

Clearly, they intended to hold him accountable.

But before Ye Wushuang could explain, a formidable presence suddenly manifested within the Heavenly Dao Pavilion.

“Oh?”

A soft exclamation drew everyone’s attention.

To their surprise, it was the pavilion’s overseer—the Immortal King who managed the Heavenly Dao Pavilion on behalf of its master.

Under normal circumstances, his appearance during a potential conflict would be expected.

Yet this Immortal King didn’t intervene to stop the brewing fight. Instead, his gaze locked onto the strand of sword intent Ye Wushuang had casually released.

“This… this is a Supreme Sword Intent!”

“What?!”

The overseer’s voice rang clear in everyone’s ears.

They heard him perfectly—yet they still doubted their senses.

“This is a Supreme Sword Intent, a true Supreme Sword Intent! What incredible fortune you’ve stumbled upon!”

After confirming the nature of Ye Wushuang’s sword intent, the overseer’s face flushed with envy.

As the pavilion’s custodian, he was bound by its rules.

The opportunities within were meant for these young geniuses—he couldn’t seize them for himself.

Thus, despite the immense value this Supreme Sword Intent held even for him, he resisted the temptation.

With one last lingering glance, he vanished from the pavilion.

His intervention, however, served as a wake-up call.

It turned out Ye Wushuang hadn’t been dismissive—he’d offered a genuine Supreme Sword Intent.

Instantly, the atmosphere grew awkward.

Especially for those who’d just been radiating hostility toward Ye Wushuang—they now felt thoroughly chastened.

“Ah… Brother Daoist, our apologies! We were mistaken—we misjudged you!”

“Yes, yes! Brother, it was our error. If you wish to trade or purchase treasures later, you’ll have priority!”

“Absolutely! Whatever you desire to exchange, we’ll accommodate you first!”

Knowing they stood before a Supreme Sword Intent, these geniuses weren’t about to let pride overshadow opportunity.

They yearned to study this sword intent, to grasp even a fraction of its profundity.

Thus, they hurried to atone for their earlier behavior.

Ye Wushuang responded with a faint nod, indifferent to their apologies.

His true focus remained on gathering information about the Flame Prison.

He waited patiently for the discussions to conclude so he could inquire.

Seeing his nod, the others exhaled in relief.

Anyone capable of casually producing a Supreme Sword Intent was no ordinary figure.

If they could avoid making an enemy of him, they would.

His acceptance of their apology was a blessing.

Eagerly, they turned their attention to the Supreme Sword Intent.

Though Ye Wushuang had released it casually, they scrutinized it with rapt focus.

To them, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity—every second counted.

Their contemplation lasted half a day.

When the sword intent finally dissipated, sighs of regret filled the air.

“Alas! What a pity!”

“Indeed! To only glimpse such a Supreme Sword Intent briefly… a lifelong regret!”

“Regardless, Brother Daoist’s generosity in sharing this with us is beyond measure. To think we wronged him earlier… the shame is unbearable! Brother, please—select any treasure from my collection as recompense.”

“Same here! I’ve several artifacts here—take whichever catches your eye.”

Many now laid out their treasures, insisting Ye Wushuang choose something.

Their stance was clear: they wouldn’t withdraw their offers until he did.

Of course, this wasn’t due to some innate kindness among the Celestial Flame World’s cultivators.

Rather, Ye Wushuang’s display of power had earned their wary respect.

They’d much rather befriend him than provoke him.

Ye Wushuang glanced at the displayed artifacts.

While they paled in comparison to the imperial treasury’s treasures, they were decent enough.

He selected a few at random, then spoke:

“Does anyone here possess valuable intelligence about the Flame Prison? In exchange, I offer not just treasures, but also Supreme Sword Intent and various Dao techniques.”

“I guarantee none of you will leave dissatisfied.”

His amiable tone was deliberate—he needed as much information about the Flame Prison as possible.