Sword God Supreme

Chapter 2: The Live-in Son-in-law Chen Mo

“Look, that’s Chen Mo!”

“A year ago, he was the Outer Academy Chief of Qinghe Sword Manor, his fame soaring. But a sudden incident drained his cultivation, turning him into a live-in son-in-law for the Li family. Pitiful and lamentable.”

“What a waste! Li Jingxue is such a stunning beauty, the undisputed top beauty of Linfeng City. How could she marry such a useless man? Sigh!”

It was dismissal time at Qingyun Sword Academy.

Students streaming out, boys and girls alike, cast peculiar glances towards the figure in the distance. Murmurs rose around Chen Mo.

A wry, almost amused smile touched Chen Mo’s lips.

He hadn’t experienced this kind of “treatment” in a long, long time.

In his past life, across the vast lands of the Vast Nine Provinces, countless heroes vied for supremacy.

Six Great Immortal Sects stood tall, overlooking the mortal realm.

Three Great Demon Cults entrenched themselves, sowing chaos with their might.

Celestial beings and deities stirred storms, painting the world crimson.

Yet, throughout the ages, for one hundred and eighty thousand years, only he, Chen Xuanyuan, had reigned supreme, his sword subduing all under heaven!

Even beings at the Imperial Realm, towering above the azure heavens, had to lower their heads respectfully, addressing him as “Your Excellency.”

If those old fellows from my past life saw this scene, they’d probably laugh themselves silly…

Chen Mo shook his head inwardly.

He stood tall and lean, his face clear-cut, clad in a simple blue robe. Hands clasped behind his back, he exuded an aura of calm detachment.

However, they are right about one thing… my current state is indeed pitiful…

Chen Mo’s gaze turned introspective, lost in thought.

This body originally belonged to a neglected illegitimate son of the Chen family in Tianyuan City, Great Xia Kingdom.

At five, his mother, Liu Ruyan, fell gravely ill and passed away.

At fourteen, he entered Qinghe Sword Manor in Qinghe County for cultivation.

In just two years, at sixteen, he soared to become the Number One in the Outer Academy, earning the title “Outer Academy Chief.”

But a single incident stripped him of all his cultivation.

Soon after, under arrangements from the Chen family in Tianyuan City, he became the live-in son-in-law for the Li family, one of the three great clans of Linfeng City in Qinghe County.

But… whether in my past life or this one… who could know that the me now is no longer the me of before?…

A strange emotion surged within Chen Mo, a profound light flickering deep within his eyes.

Clang!

As if sensing his thoughts, a clear, icy sword chime resonated within his mind before fading into silence.

It was a mysterious immortal sword.

Sword name: Netherworld!

This sword was bound by nine layers of Divine Binding Chains.

A year ago, on the eve of the Sword Canon Trial at Qinghe Sword Manor,

just as Chen Mo successfully broke through to the Qi Gathering Realm, the phantom image of the Netherworld Sword silently manifested within his mind.

The price? His entire cultivation base.

This was the true reason behind Chen Mo’s loss of power.

During his year as a live-in son-in-law in the Li family, Chen Mo spent every day and night sensing the Netherworld Sword in his mind, striving to unravel its secrets.

Then, three nights ago, while attempting once more to commune with the Netherworld Sword, Chen Mo unexpectedly shattered the first layer of its seal.

And with that, the memories of his past life as ‘Chen Xuanyuan’ awakened.

Seventeen years vanished like a dream—now he finally knew who he truly was. Truly, like awakening from a long dream!

Chen Mo reflected inwardly.

He was only seventeen now, in the prime of youth, full of vigor, like the rising sun, brimming with potential.

My current situation is difficult, yes. But with the experiences and methods of my past life, changing this is hardly a significant challenge.

Chen Mo stood with hands clasped behind his back. At times, a depth and serenity far beyond his years shone in his eyes—the mark of someone who had weathered the vicissitudes of life.

No need to rush. My purpose in this reincarnation is to shatter the cultivation barrier I encountered in my past life, to prove the Peerless Sword Path.

Now, the world is still good, youth is still early. Sooner or later, I shall return to the Vast Nine Provinces and settle accounts with those traitors!

Images from his past life flashed through Chen Mo’s mind.

Panshi War Emperor… Yaoguang Empress… Crimson-Feathered Great Peng… Featherflight Sword Pavilion… Six Great Immortal Sects…

Hmm?

Suddenly sensing something, Chen Mo lifted his gaze towards the main gate of Qingyun Sword Academy.

It was peak dismissal time. Crowds of young men and women streamed out, the atmosphere lively and boisterous, radiating youthful energy.

But that clamor abruptly stilled.

Near the academy gate, the crowd parted silently, creating a path.

Under the gaze of many, a young girl emerged from Qingyun Sword Academy.

She appeared around fourteen or fifteen, her dark, glossy hair cascading softly. Her features were exquisitely beautiful, her skin like flawless, snowy porcelain—a stunning beauty in the making.

She wore a simple, well-fitting cyan gown. Her slender, graceful figure seemed bathed in a hazy, dreamlike glow under the setting sun.

Like a celestial maiden descending to the mortal realm!

Many nearby boys stared, transfixed.

In the hushed atmosphere,

the girl in cyan walked with unhurried grace. Her features were delicate and fair, her large eyes deep and crystalline.

Yet, her expression was icy cold, detached like a solitary iceberg, forbidding approach.

Li Jingxue.

Having entered Qingyun Sword Academy just a year ago, she had already become the “Unparalleled Prodigy” in the eyes of all instructors, the acknowledged Frost Beauty. Lu Jiushan, the headmaster of Qingyun Sword Academy, had once sighed in admiration, praising her spirit, pure as ice and snow, truly a radiant pearl of the academy.

In Chen Mo’s eyes, this girl who inevitably drew attention wherever she went was Li Qingyue’s younger sister.

Also his… sister-in-law.

The little girl has grown even more radiant.

A hint of genuine warmth touched Chen Mo’s brow.

During his year as a live-in son-in-law in the Li family, almost everyone looked down on him, mocking and belittling him at every turn.

Only Li Jingxue treated him as a true “brother-in-law,” often standing up for him.

“Brother-in-law! What brings you here?”

Spotting Chen Mo from afar, Li Jingxue’s jewel-like eyes lit up with surprise and delight. It was completely unexpected.

Then, a genuine smile curved her rosy lips.

That smile was like the sudden emergence of bright sunshine, melting the ice.

Several boys’ expressions went slack, their hearts pounding fiercely.

“So beautiful…” someone murmured involuntarily.

“She… she actually smiled…” another stammered, dazed.

“You might not believe it, but this is the first time I’ve seen our academy’s top beauty smile in a whole year!” someone exclaimed wistfully.

This drew murmurs of agreement. In their impression, Li Jingxue lived up to her name—exquisitely beautiful, yet her temperament was as cold and aloof as frost.

Though classmates, almost no one had seen her smile at anyone!

“Sigh, if only I were half as lovely as her, maybe Senior Brother Bai would have noticed me by now,” one girl sighed, her expression complex.

Even the girls had to admit that Li Jingxue’s aura and beauty put immense pressure on them. At Qingyun Sword Academy, unless necessary, no girl willingly stood beside Li Jingxue—it only served to highlight just how stunning she was.

Under these varied gazes, Li Jingxue abandoned her previous measured pace. Lightly and swiftly, she skipped over to Chen Mo!

The boys’ pupils constricted as if suddenly waking up.

“Did… did Li Jingxue just smile at that good-for-nothing?”

They exchanged disbelieving glances.

As far as they knew, though Chen Mo was Li Jingxue’s brother-in-law, he was still a live-in son-in-law!

His status was awkward. Not only did the Li family elders look down on him, even the maids and servants dared to mock him openly.

This was common knowledge throughout Linfeng City.

Yet Li Jingxue’s attitude towards Chen Mo was not just friendly, but exceptionally affectionate. Her reaction to his arrival showed a completely different kind of joy.

Anyone with eyes could see Li Jingxue’s happiness at this moment.

Bizarre!

Utterly bizarre!

The boys momentarily doubted their own eyes.

Seeing the girl’s bright, beautiful smile before him, Chen Mo chuckled, “So this is how you are at the academy.”

This was his first time picking Li Jingxue up after school.

And his first time witnessing her icy, aloof demeanor.

In Chen Mo’s memory, during his year in the Li family, Li Jingxue had always been lively, bright, and charmingly playful around him, her brother-in-law—nothing at all like an iceberg.

“If I didn’t keep a cold face at the academy, who knows how many annoying guys would keep pestering me. That would be way too bothersome,” Li Jingxue explained with a light laugh, her voice crisp and sweet, like clear, tinkling spring water.

Chen Mo understood.

Indeed. Even by his past life’s standards, Li Jingxue was a first-rate beauty. Growing up, she would only become more stunning.

Such a peerless beauty was bound to attract persistent admirers.

Now, noticing the stunned and bewildered looks from her classmates, Li Jingxue suddenly felt a pang of guilt. She pouted in annoyance, muttering to herself,

“Oh no… I was so happy I ruined the icy image I worked so hard to maintain all year…”

Then, the girl laughed brightly, waving her hand dismissively with a flourish, “Ah, forget it! Who cares about them? I’m happy, that’s what matters.”

She affectionately looped her arm through Chen Mo’s, her exquisite brows curved in joy. “Brother-in-law, let’s go home.”

“Alright,” Chen Mo nodded with a smile, and they walked away together.

Silence hung heavy around Qingyun Sword Academy as their figures vanished.

“Brother-in-law, you never liked going out before. Why did you suddenly come to pick me up today?” Li Jingxue asked on the way back to the Li residence, blinking her large, sparkling eyes with curiosity.

The girl’s spirit was bright and pure, her youthful figure radiating a vibrant, lively energy.

“Your sister has returned,” Chen Mo replied casually, a faint, complex emotion stirring within him.

Li Jingxue’s beautiful eyes lit up instantly. “Sister… she’s finally willing to come back?”

A year ago, on the very night of her wedding to Chen Mo, Li Qingyue had suddenly left without a word, departing for Bishui Sword Academy in Qinghe County.

Everyone believed this was Li Qingyue expressing her dissatisfaction and resentment towards her forced marriage.

Even Li Jingxue knew her sister Li Qingyue deeply resented and rejected this marriage, never accepting Chen Mo as her husband in her heart. But now, after a year’s absence, Li Qingyue had returned!