Having been given a second chance at life, I choose to join the Demonic Sect!

Chapter 121 Capturing and Killing Xiao Shenglin!
Cao Meng took out the Liuhong Sword and gently wiped it. To be honest, Cao Meng really liked this sword.

It wasn't because the sword was a gift from the female demon master, nor because the sword was a high-grade fourth-tier spiritual weapon.

It's because this sword belongs to the Xuantian Sect. Using a sword from the Xuantian Sect to kill someone from the Xuantian Sect would be a perfect match!
"A naturally occurring Geng Metal body!"

"Sonic Killing Sword Technique!"

Cao Meng wasted no time and immediately revealed his innate Geng Metal body with a sonic sword technique.

Where the sword sings, the sword energy follows!
If there weren't so many people here, Cao Meng would have liked to use his gentle persuasion skills.

After all, using the Xuantian Sect's spirit sword and techniques to kill members of the Xuantian Sect is truly exhilarating.

Unfortunately, there were too many people. If he used his "Spring Breeze and Rain" technique, his impersonation of Liu Ruyan and attack on the Wenjian Sect disciples would easily be exposed.

The most powerful aspect of the Sound Killing Sword Technique lies in its ability to transform sword energy into nothingness, merging it into the sound of the sword, resulting in an incredibly unpredictable and unpredictable attack.

Upon hearing the sword's cry, the three Xuan Tian Sect disciples at the Golden Core stage immediately prepared to defend themselves, but they were still too slow.

In fact, they had already slowed down by the time they heard the sword's cry.

The sword energy hidden within the sword's cry easily pierced their protective armor, severed their meridians, and crippled their combat power.

It wasn't that these three Xuantian Sect disciples were weak, but rather that Cao Meng was too strong.

Even if they were to react quickly enough, it would be useless.

The three of them were at the third or fourth level of the Golden Core stage, how could they possibly withstand an attack from Cao Meng at the first level of the Nascent Soul stage, especially since Cao Meng had also enhanced his combat power with his innate Geng Metal body.

If Cao Meng hadn't wanted them to die too easily, that sword strike would have already beheaded those three Xuan Tian Sect disciples!

"Cao Meng, you're asking for death!"

Xiao Shenglin was furious when he saw that his three personal disciples were injured.

You have to know that all three of his disciples have the peak master backing them up. If he can't deal with Cao Meng today, he'll have a hard time explaining himself when he returns to the sect!

"So what if you're at the second level of the Nascent Soul stage? Do you really think I'm afraid of you?!"

Seeing Xiao Shenglin's sword coming towards him, Cao Meng was not afraid and directly drew his sword to meet him.

Back then, even under Xiao Shenglin's severe torture, Cao Meng himself was not forced to confess, let alone today.

Xiao Shenglin extended his left palm, and the tip of his sword drew a perfect arc, like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, with great force and weight.

A glint flashed in Cao Meng's eyes, and his right hand, wielding a short sword, struck the back of the opponent's sword with lightning speed.

The two swords clashed repeatedly, producing a series of clanging sword sounds.

"Sonic Killing Sword Technique!"

Close-quarters combat is the domain of the Sound Killing Sword Technique, since the closer the distance, the faster the sound of the sword will be heard.

The moment the Liuhong Sword unleashed its sword cry, Xiao Shenglin enveloped his body with spiritual power to resist the all-around onslaught of sword energy, which was like a storm.

Under Cao Meng's all-out attack, Xiao Shenglin was finding it difficult to keep up.

When such a good opportunity presented itself to Cao Meng, he naturally wanted to press his advantage.

"Wind and Snow Divine Slash!"

Cao Meng unleashed a full-force strike, his sword cleaving through the snow and wind.

"The Finger of Penetrating the Netherworld!"

As the saying goes, "Strike while the iron is hot," Cao Meng unleashed another sword strike with a finger technique, his hand forming a sword incantation.

Seeing Cao Meng's ruthless attacks, Xiao Shenglin felt that he couldn't withstand them with his own strength.

To be honest, Xiao Shenglin was furious. Through their exchange just now, he had figured out that Cao Meng was still only at the first level of the Nascent Soul stage.

Although the opponent was only at the first level of the Nascent Soul realm, his strength was terrifying, comparable to that of a third-level Nascent Soul cultivator. Xiao Shenglin prepared to use a talisman to defend himself, but the talisman in his hand suddenly malfunctioned and could not be used, causing him to be greatly alarmed.

"what happened?"

This sudden turn of events caused Xiao Shenglin to lose his best opportunity to evade.

Xiao Shenglin took two deadly blows from Cao Meng and immediately fell from the sky like a dead dog.

Xiao Shenglin lay on the ground like a dead dog. He endured his injuries and took out the teleportation jade talisman, intending to crush it. But a flash of cold light appeared, and his right hand was directly chopped off. The teleportation jade talisman appeared in Shishi's hand.

After losing the teleportation jade talisman, Xiao Shenglin panicked completely and even forgot the pain of losing his arm!
Without a teleportation jade talisman, he couldn't leave the secret realm beforehand, and in this situation, he was practically doomed!
"Fellow Daoists of the righteous sects, please lend me your life. I will repay you handsomely in the future!"

Xiao Shenglin sought help from righteous sects; he had finally cultivated to the Nascent Soul realm and did not want to die.

"puff!"

Cao Meng stomped hard on Xiao Shenglin's chest, causing the man to vomit blood repeatedly.

Cao Meng scanned the crowd of onlookers and shouted:

"Anyone who wants to save that old dog Xiao Shenglin, speak up quickly!"

While scanning the crowd of onlookers, Cao Meng kept searching for Chi Liyu.

Cao Meng had just witnessed Xiao Shenglin being unable to cast the talisman, and he strongly suspected that it was Chi Liyu, that cunning little girl, who had hidden in the crowd and used the talisman-locking array plate, that prevented Xiao Shenglin from casting the talisman.

However, Cao Meng was a little puzzled. Why would this cunning little girl help him? Could it be that the old dog Xiao Shenglin had also offended that cunning little girl?
Faced with Xiao Shenglin's plea for help, no one from the righteous sects spoke up. Although the sects were allies, they were also competitors.

Putting aside Cao Meng's strength, there are only so many opportunities in this Longevity Secret Realm. The more people there are to share the opportunities, the less they will actually get.

"Old dog Xiao, it seems you're not very popular!"

After Cao Meng finished speaking, he swung his sword and turned him into a human pig.

It must be said that Xiao Shenglin truly lives up to his reputation as a Nascent Soul cultivator; he is indeed capable of enduring hardship.

When Cao Meng raised his sword to dissect Xiao Shenglin's nascent soul, Xiao Shenglin could no longer endure it. He separated his nascent soul from his body, intending to fight back and escape.

After all, if the Nascent Soul manages to escape by chance and then possesses a talented disciple, it might be able to make a comeback!
The idea was nice, but the reality was cruel.

As soon as Xiao Shenglin's nascent soul left his body, Cao Meng immediately seized it, giving him no chance to escape.
"Old dog, I really want to know how many despicable things you've done all these years of cultivation."

After Cao Meng finished speaking, he first crushed the man's physical body with one foot, then held up his nascent soul and turned his gaze to the Soul Refining Sect disciples among the onlookers, saying:

"Fellow Daoists of the Soul Refining Sect, do you have the ability to extract this old dog's memories and imprint them onto the memory stone?"

Although many people in the cultivation world can extract and refine souls, only the Soul Refining Sect is professional; the others are amateurs.

Therefore, for such professional matters, it is natural to seek out professionals.

Xing Lan, a disciple of the Soul Refining Sect, stepped out from the crowd and said:

“Fellow Daoist Cao Meng, I do have a way to imprint Xiao Shenglin’s memories into the memory stone, but I will have to pay a considerable price.”

In exchange, I want his Nascent Soul!

Cao Meng thought Xing Lan was very bold; a mere fifth-level Golden Core cultivator dared to negotiate with him.

How long will it take?

"At most one hour!"

"Okay, I agree!"

Cao Meng agreed to Xing Lan's request, believing that Xiao Shenglin, as an elder of the Xuan Tian Sect's Enforcement Hall, must have a lot of dirty secrets in his memory.

It would be quite interesting if these scandals were made public.

(End of this chapter)