Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 51 Chaotic Formation
"Snapped!"

Li Qingfeng clasped his hands together, and a powerful suction force appeared once again.

Jiang Xiao roared, "Are you crazy! Your meridians are in reverse, and you're forcibly circulating your energy, you..."

"If I were to become a filthy, inhuman creature like you..."

"I'd rather be dead!"

Black vortexes burst forth from every pore of Little Fatty's body, and the foul blood in the Blood Refining Array surged toward him like rivers flowing into the sea.

Li Qingfeng thought fiercely, "With such a prestigious reputation as the Heaven-Devouring Technique, if it can't even absorb this little bit of blood mist..."

"Then forget about finding a successor, just bury me with him!"

The little fat boy's eyes were bloodshot, and blood was seeping from his seven orifices.

Jiang Xiao was horrified to discover that not only the blood mist in the formation, but even the essence blood in his body was beginning to boil uncontrollably.

The ancient well exploded with a deafening roar, its towering blood mist abruptly cut off.

"How can it be!?"

He let out a sharp roar and summoned his black flying sword.

However, he was already relying on the blood mist in the formation to control the flying sword, and at this moment his mental strength was unstable, and he was swaying.

But Qin Ying's icy blue flying sword had already arrived and was engaged in battle with him.

Jiang Xiao roared in frustration, his voice tinged with fear: "Boy! Without the support of my Blood Refining Ancient Scroll technique, this essence blood will not only fail to enhance your power, but will also devour your heart meridian due to its different origin, ultimately causing you to explode and die!"

Little Fatty completely ignored him.

At this moment, Li Qingfeng's ears were already overwhelmed by the sound of surging blood like a tide and the howling sound of the cultivation technique.

I couldn't hear what he was saying.

The blood mist filled the sky, and it looked like it was about to merge into Li Qingfeng's body.

"Om-"

A blue light separated the blood mist from Li Qingfeng.

"?"

Gu Qingqing had woken up at some point.

Her innocent little face was full of courage, and she held a precious jade in her hand, which was gleaming softly.

She had just woken up, and to be honest, she had very little spiritual energy left in her body. However, she still stubbornly absorbed the spiritual energy from the spirit stone while activating the precious jade to protect Li Qingfeng.

Everyone is working hard, for no other reason than this.

They were only hoping for a sliver of hope, just to survive.

Song Yan no longer held back, channeling his spiritual power into the Yin-Yang Pearl and condensing the sword energy from the Zhendao Sword Mansion at his fingertips.

Black and white runes slowly floated out from the Yin-Yang Pearl, like chains, binding the black flying sword.

The demonic flames on the sword suddenly dimmed, emitting a piercing, mournful cry.

The Blood Refining Array has actually stopped operating!
For Jiang Xiao, it felt like the wheels of a carriage were stuck between two pieces of smelly, hard, rotten wood; no matter how hard the Akhal-Teke horse ran, the carriage could no longer turn...

"This is impossible!"

He was extremely indignant: "What kind of logic is this?!"

reason?

Opportunism and trickery, evil and heretical!
Song Yan sneered inwardly.

Almost simultaneously with activating the Yin-Yang Bead in his left hand, a stream of sword energy began to gather at the fingertips of his right hand.

Unlike the first one, which was simulated by spiritual power, this extremely refined sword essence flew out from the Dao Mansion, swirling and gathering at his fingertips.

Now, possessing the seed of swordsmanship and the lotus-shaped sword energy formed by the breath of spiritual power, the condensation of true sword essence, though still extremely costly, no longer requires a long time.

Qin Ying was no fool. His spiritual power surged wildly, and the frost-like spiritual energy transformed into a blizzard.

He traced a mysterious rune in front of him with his fingertips.

hum-

Song Yan's fingertips surged with spiritual light, and his sword energy shot out rapidly, piercing and dissolving Jiang Xiao's already chaotic and hastily formed protective spiritual garment.

Qin Ying's gaze was filled with icy coldness. He activated the Frost Heaven Heart Sutra at full power, and the runes on his fingertips were finally completed.

Almost in the blink of an eye.

The entire Peach Blossom Village had instantly turned into an ice cave.

Without any protective spiritual energy, Jiang Xiao's body, formed from congealed blood, was rapidly frozen by the extreme cold.

Do not……

He realized that at this moment, he seemed unable to even speak.

no no……

I haven't gotten my revenge yet...

I haven't ascended to immortality yet...

I……

Qin Ying remained silent, and gave Jiang Xiao no further chance to beg for mercy.

She raised her delicate hand and grasped it from afar.

Jiang Xiao's demonic body was rapidly covered with even thicker frost and ice, until a certain instant...

It shattered with a crash.

Jiang Xiao's remaining breath twisted and swayed in the swirling snow.

In the end, it vanished completely.

"..."

A small paper figure stained with blood slowly crawled out, only to be pierced through by Qin Ying's sword.

A crimson light rose from it and drifted away into the air.

The circumstances surrounding the deaths of the three demonic cultivators outside Shiliang Town were exactly the same.

"..."

Looking at Jiang Xiao, who had been completely wiped out, Song Yan felt relieved.

From cultivation techniques to magical artifacts, and even the core of an array, what truly qualifies as "demonic cultivation" is based on opportunism and plunder, far from the steady, gradual approach of hard work.

If you don't encounter any methods to counter or target it, then it's fine.

For an unfortunate demonic cultivator like Jiang Xiao, death and the annihilation of his cultivation are no one else's fault but his own.

but……

Was he really just unlucky?
Song Yan looked at Li Qingfeng, who was slumped on the ground beside him, Gu Qingqing, who was weakly recuperating, and Qin Ying, who was sitting cross-legged with a frown, slowly circulating her internal energy to dispel the corrupting aura...

Among all cultivators and ordinary people, those who obtain opportunities due to their strong fortune are as numerous as carp crossing a river.

If even an ordinary person like myself can master the secret techniques of ancient sword cultivation, what else is impossible?
Grandpa used to tell me and Xiaohe a lot.

"Many people tend to be arrogant when they are young."

"Only after experiencing the years and witnessing countless heroes in the world will one gradually understand and accept one's own ordinariness and mediocrity..."

The same applies to monks, right?

He seized an opportunity, feeling it was unique in the world. He believed he would rise to great heights and become invincible.

But little did they know.

Throughout the world, there are countless cultivators whose opportunities, fortunes, aptitudes, comprehension, temperament, and willpower are no less than yours.

The great principles and cause and effect in this world are like a vast ocean...

How could a mere mortal cultivator possibly harbor such wishful thinking and attempt to speculate?

……

White House.

"Thank you so much, Senior Sister Qin, and all the other senior brothers and sisters..."

Bai Zimo was somewhat thin and had a scholarly air about him.

Neither Qin Ying nor Song Yan responded, but Little Fatty was unwilling to let the conversation fizzle out.

"Where, where..."

The subsequent handling of Peach Blossom Village was entrusted to the Linxi County government and the temple's patron, Bai Zimo.

"Fellow villagers, let them be properly buried."

"However, there is a villager named Chen Jiping whose body could not be found; it is likely that there are no remains..."

"..."

None of them recognized the name.

However, how these minor matters are ultimately handled is not within the jurisdiction of the Dongyuan Sect.

"That beggar at the village entrance..."

Song Yan suddenly spoke.

Bai Zimo was slightly taken aback, as if he could only find one word in his mind: "madman".

He then sighed and explained, "We investigated, and he was a pitiful person."

"Back then, Jiang Xiao was expelled from the mountain sect and harbored a lot of resentment and anger. Later, he somehow obtained the inheritance of that demonic cultivator, and became even more lawless."

"He offended Jiang Xiao, and his whole family was killed. Jiang Xiao deliberately spared his life..."

"Ugh……"

He let out a long sigh, seemingly unwilling to say any more.

"However, this can be considered revenge."

"..."

Qin Ying's voice remained cold and emotionless: "Once this matter is settled, return to your sect as soon as possible."

The three of them put down their teacups.

"Yes, senior sister."

"Uh... that's fine too." Bai Zimo seemed a little regretful: "My fellow disciples, your paths to immortality are bright, so don't waste your precious time in the mortal world."

"I'll see you off."

Out of courtesy, Bai Zimo left the city with the others.

Bai Lei, as Bai Zimo's servant, naturally accompanied him as well.

"That's enough for now..."

Bai Zimo bowed to Bai Lei behind him.

"Then I wish you all a safe journey."

Bai Lei looked up and found that apart from Qin Ying standing with her back to him, the other three people had not moved. Instead, they had turned around and were staring at him.

Eyes burning.

Song Yan summoned his flying sword, his fingertips brushing against it, the sword energy chillingly sharp.

He looked at Bai Lei.

"So to say……"

"Has my senior brother Bai Zimo been dead for some time now?"

Bai Lei's forehead was covered in sweat: "Uh... Immortals, what... what are you talking about?"

"I don't understand..."

Li Qingfeng chuckled: "Jiang Xiao is dead, what are you thinking? Instead of trying to escape, you're playing the 'blind spot' trick on us..."

"Could it be that we don't recognize the words on that Blood Refining Scroll?"

Bai Lei's pupils suddenly contracted, and he realized something was wrong.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

……

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