Xuanxia

Chapter 988: The Sword Skill of Crossing the World

"Young Master, be careful. Fu Qingzhou has many strong men on his side. Don't get discovered."

In the darkness, two figures were quietly approaching Zhouziying.

They had just come here in stealth. They first saw the scout troops of the Zhou Camp whizzing past, then Zhao Hao flying repeatedly in the sky like a big bird, and finally they saw Fu Qingzhou and other four cave heaven powerhouses turning into escaping lights and flashing by like meteors.

But these people didn't notice them.

Among these two people, one of them is Chu Xianghong, the descendant of the remnant of the evil cult!

Her aura is much stronger now than it was back then, but she no longer looks as youthful and energetic as she did back then. Her face is as pale as a ghost and she exudes coldness from head to toe. Even the humidity around her has dropped by several degrees. She doesn't look like a living person at all.

Next to her was a man who looked like an old slave. He was hunched over and looked like a sick man, emitting the same cold aura.

"Hmph, don't worry."

Chu Xianghong sneered and said, "The Styx Nine Transformations Divine Art is so magical. We don't even have a trace of living breath on us. How can they detect it?"

"Young Master is right." The old slave said respectfully, "What other ghost cultivators have learned is just the basics. Only you, young master, can be called the true successor of ghost cultivators."

"Stop flattering me and focus more on your work."

Chu Xianghong said coldly: "I saw it clearly back then. Fu Qingzhou had the Soul Seal on his hand... His origins are mysterious, and his identity is a mystery. The Soul Seal may just be able to make up for the last piece of the Styx Nine Revolutions Divine Art in our hands. This is the most important thing right now!"

The old servant's eyes showed a hint of doubt: "Young Master, do you mean that we should take Fu Qingzhou away?"

Chu Xianghong shook her head.

"It can't be done."

She said frankly: "Today we only have to do one thing, which is to find a way to cut off Fu Qingzhou's palm and take it away."

The old slave was shocked!
"You're going to die for doing this." Chu Xianghong said calmly, "What's the problem?"

"..."

The old slave was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Don't worry, young master. Without your Chu family, I would have been living a life worse than death, neither human nor ghost. With you, I can live a happy life for decades... I am so happy to die for you and your great cause."

"That's good." Chu Xianghong smiled slightly: "After you die, I will keep your soul, and you can continue to serve me."

The old slave's eyes showed a hint of gratitude: "Thank you, young master!"

The two of them hid in the bushes not far from Zhouziying and talked quietly.

The reason they did not advance rashly was, of course, because they saw clearly that everyone in the camp was still awake.

However, they knew that Fu Qingzhou and others had been fleeing for a whole day, and Fu Qingzhou was seriously injured today. He then went out to cover their retreat and intercept the pursuers. Even though he was a Cave Heaven Realm expert with a strong recovery ability, he had to rest today.

Chu Xianghong will wait until the entire Zhouzi Camp falls into a deep sleep before taking action...

Just then, they saw Fu Qingzhou holding weapons and leaving the camp.

"What is he going to do? Right... When he faced our army before, he didn't hold these weapons in his hands. That bow and that sword looked extraordinary. Is he going to test the weapons?"

Chu Xianghong frowned slightly.

Then, they saw Fu Qingzhou shoot an arrow. The arrow was swept up by a strong wind and flew very far away in an instant. Not long after, it turned a corner and returned to his hand!
"So strong!"

Chu Xianghong's pupils shrank: "After so many fierce battles today, he is still so strong? It seems that we need to be more careful..."

As he was speaking, Fu Qingzhou drew out the long sword in his hand and placed it on the bow!

"What are you doing?" The old slave was startled.

Chu Xianghong also frowned: "Shooting with a knife? I heard that Ning Wushu of the righteous army used this move. Fu Qingzhou tested weapons with this move..."

She was halfway through her words when she saw Fu Qingzhou suddenly open his eyes and release the bowstring!
The long sword flew straight out with great force, and it looked like it would fly several miles like the iron arrow before. But unexpectedly, it flew less than a hundred steps before it suddenly sank, as if being pulled down by something, and plunged heavily into the ground!
This thrust did not produce any earth-shattering power, no raging winds, and not even any magical sound, light and electrical effects. There was only a faint green light that seeped into the ground from the blade. Then, the ground trembled slightly and ripples appeared, as if a stone had been thrown into the water.

There were ripples on the ground, which was a very strange thing - the ripples were not spreading green light, but looked like the entire ground was spreading in circles. But the strange thing was that the ground did not tremble, and there was not even a little rumbling sound?

Chu Xianghong and the old slave lowered their heads and watched the ripples passing through the soles of their feet, but they did not feel anything. They just simply felt their feet arch.

"what is this?"

The two looked at each other, both quite puzzled.

But the next moment, a strange feeling suddenly rose from their hearts. Not only did the coldness around them suddenly begin to dissipate, but even their pale faces turned rosy in an instant...

the other side.

After Fu Qingzhou shot a knife, he exhaled with a smile.

"This is?"

Zhao Hao stretched his neck, confused: "What did you do?"

Hua Wuying held his chin and thought: "This knife has no power, but for some reason, I feel a very special knife intent... It is somewhat similar to my sword intent."

"It is a very sophisticated sword intention... It has surpassed the essence of art and touched the Tao."

Xuan Yi Zhenren said in a deep voice: "I never thought that at your age, you have already realized such a level!"

"I call this sword the World-Saving Sword Technique."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "This is not the Buddhist way of saving the world, but my way of saving the world in chivalrous way."

"Swordsmanship for the World?" Hua Wuying's eyes lit up: "What does this mean?"

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "Why not let them tell you."

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at a patch of grass not far from Zhouziying.

If it weren't for this knife, he would not have noticed that there were two people there!

"Fu Qingzhou!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a scream came from the bushes: "What have you done to us!"

The looks of everyone behind Fu Qingzhou changed.

Soon, they swarmed out, and in a short while, they brought out Chu Xianghong and the old slave.

When they were brought here, both of them were in a very strange condition. Their full strength was dissipating, and countless true energy was visibly escaping from their bodies - but the strange thing was that the accomplished masters present could feel that their physical condition was improving!
An endless stream of vitality grew in their bodies. In the short time that Chu Xianghong had been brought here, she looked several years younger. The old slave's back even straightened up, and his gray hair began to turn black, as if he had become a dozen years younger!

"Yo?"

Zhao Hao recognized the two at a glance and sneered, "The descendant of the Demon Cult, Chu Xianghong, and her old slave... Is he called Shannu?"

"Prince..." Chu Xianghong gritted her teeth, her expression indescribably strange. She seemed to be in great pain because of the dissipation of her power, but also very comfortable because of the vitality surging in her body. It was really difficult to judge whether that expression was good or bad.

"This is my sword technique for saving the world."

Fu Qingzhou finally spoke: "Destroy evil magic, disperse demonic power, and drive away evil thoughts... Chu Xianghong, I don't care what you originally wanted to do. Now, do you still have any ideas?"

Chu Xianghong looked up in surprise.

She looked into Fu Qingzhou's eyes, her lips trembling, wanting to say something but unable to. After a long while, she slowly said, "I... I don't want to think about it anymore..."

"A hero saves people, not just by killing them."

Fu Qingzhou said seriously: "The Dushi Sword Technique will be the first sword I use when I seek out an enemy in the future. After that, if you are beyond help, I will have no choice but to kill you... But it seems that you are lucky."

(End of this chapter)